Sunday, April 26, 2020

Disney NeverEnding Chronology (2005–2007) - Subtitles (en)

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JOY: Do you ever look
at someone and wonder...
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 "What is going on inside their head?"
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Well, I know.
Well, I know Riley's head.
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Hmm?
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JOY: And there she was...
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(BELL DINGS)
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Aren't you a little bundle of joy?
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Whoa.
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JOY: It was amazing.
Just Riley and me. Forever.
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JOY: Er, for 33 seconds?
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I'm Sadness.
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Oh, hello. I... I'm Joy. So...
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Can I just... If you could...
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I just want to fix that. Thanks.
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(SHRIEKS)
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LITTLE MONSTERS: (SINGING)
The neck bone's connected
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To the head bone
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The head bone's connected 
to the horn bone
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The horn bone's right above 
the wing bones
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(LITTLE MONSTERS GIGGLING)
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-(GROWLS)
-Ah!
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-I scared you!
-No, you didn't.
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Okay! Remember our field trip rules,
everyone.
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Uh, no pushing, no biting,
and no fire breathing!
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-(ROARS)
-What did I just say?
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Eighteen, nineteen...
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Okay, we're missing one.
Who are we missing?
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Oh. Mike Wazowski.
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Thanks, Joe.
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Good luck finishing
your crossword puzzle.
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-Sorry, Michael. I didn't see you.
-That's okay.
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When I was on the bus, I found a nickel!
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I wish I had pockets.
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Okay, everyone, partner up.
Get your field trip buddy.
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Jeremy! You and me? Okay, no biggie.
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Hailey? No? Pairing up with Claire?
Great choice. She's a good egg.
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Russell.
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Mike? Wazowski?
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We car-pool?
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-We're cousins.
-BOTH: Hey!
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Okay. Good catching up.
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Well, Michael, it looks like
it's you and me again.
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(AGREES NERVOUSLY)
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(LITTLE MONSTERS
CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)
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Come on, Karen. We're falling behind.
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(LAUGHING)
Please don't call me Karen.
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TOUR GUIDE:
Now, stay close together.
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We're entering a very dangerous area.
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Welcome to the Scare Floor.
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LITTLE MONSTERS: Wow!
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(MALE MONSTER
CHATTERING ON PA)
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(WORKERS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY)
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TOUR GUIDE: This is where
we collect the Scream Energy
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-to power our whole world.
-(ALL GASP)
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And can anyone tell me
whose job it is to go get that scream?
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-ALL: Scarers!
-That's right!
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Now, which one of you can
give me the scariest roar?
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ALL: Me, me, me!
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Oh! Sir! Right here! Little green guy,
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-two o'clock!
-(ROARS)
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No, it's like this. (ROARS)
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-Hey, guys, watch this one.
-(ROARS)
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Hey, I got a really good...
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(BOTH ROARING)
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(ROARS LOUDLY)
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ALL: (GASPING) Wow!
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Whoa.
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Well, hey there, kids.
Are you on a tour with your school?
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-Yeah!
-MRS. GRAVES: Yes.
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We're here to learn about Scream
Energy and what it takes to be a Scarer.
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Well, hey, you're in luck,
because I just happen to be a Scarer.
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I learned everything
I know from my school,
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Monsters University.
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Whoa.
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It's the best Scaring School there is.
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You wish! Fear Tech's the best.
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Okay. You guys watch us and tell me
which school's the best. All right?
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(WHISPERS) MU is.
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(BELL RINGING)
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MALE SCARER SUPERVISOR:
Let's go, everybody!
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FEMALE MONSTER ON PA:
West coast coming online.
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Scarers coming out.
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TOUR GUIDE: Oops. Stop right there.
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Don't cross over that safety line.
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Human children are extremely toxic.
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-Look at that!
-(LITTLE MONSTERS CHATTERING)
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Whoa! Hey, guys, watch the eye! Ow!
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LITTLE MONSTER 1:
Look at that! It's amazing!
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LITTLE MONSTER 2: I know!
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ALL: Wow!
MIKE: Excuse me. Fellas.
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How about we do
tallest in the back? (GASPS)
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(CHATTERING CONTINUES)
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LITTLE MONSTER 3:
Look, he's going to
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-do a real scare!
-(PANTING)
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-(ROARS)
-(MIKE SIGHS)
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-Cool. I want to be a Scarer.
-Yeah. Me, too.
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Come on, guys. I want to see.
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Out of the way, Wazowski.
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You don't belong on a Scare Floor.
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(RATTLING)
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Brian! Do not step over the line.
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Mrs. Graves, Michael went over the line.
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(GASPS) Michael!
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(DOOR CREAKING)
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MOTHER: See? I told you. He's fine.
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FATHER: Well,
I thought I heard something.
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(SCRATCHING)
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(BOY GASPS)
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(BOY SCREAMS)
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(ALL GASP)
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What?
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-(ALL CHATTERING)
-Are you okay?
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FEMALE MONSTER:
You could have gotten hurt!
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I don't understand
how this could happen!
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That was real dangerous, kid.
I didn't even know you were in there.
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Wow. I didn't even know
you were in there.
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(CHUCKLES)
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Not bad, kid.
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Michael, what do you have
to say for yourself?
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How do I become a Scarer?
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(MARCHING BAND PLAYING)
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JOY: And that was just the beginning.
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Headquarters only got
more crowded from there.
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Very nice. Okay, looks like
you got this. Very good.
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FEAR: Whoa, sharp turn!
No! Look out! No!
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JOY: That's Fear.
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He's really good
at keeping Riley safe.
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FEAR: Easy, easy. Ah!
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(EXCLAIMS)
Oh, we're good. We're good.
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-Whew! Good job.
-Thank you. Thank you very much.
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And we're back!
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-Hmm. This looks new.
-You think it's safe?
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-What is it?
-Aah.
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Okay, caution.
There is a dangerous smell, people.
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-Hold on. What is that?
-JOY: This is Disgust.
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She basically keeps Riley
from being poisoned.
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Physically and socially.
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That is not brightly colored
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or shaped like a dinosaur.
Hold on, guys.
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It's broccoli! (EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)
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Well, I just saved our lives.
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-BOTH: Whew!
-Yeah. You're welcome.
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Wait. Did he just say
we couldn't have dessert?
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JOY: That's Anger.
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He cares very deeply
about things being fair.
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So that's how you
want to play it, old man?
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No dessert? Oh, sure,
we'll eat our dinner!
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Right after you eat this!
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(YELLING)
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Oh, airplane.
We got an airplane, everybody.
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-ALL: Oh!
-Airplane.
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JOY: And you've met Sadness.
She... Well, she...
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JOY: I'm not actually sure
what she does.
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And I've checked,
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there's no place for her to go, so...
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She's good, we're good.
It's all great!
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 Anyway, these are Riley's memories
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and they're mostly happy,
you'll notice. Not to brag.
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-MEG: Whoo-hoo!
-(RILEY LAUGHING)
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Whoo-hoo!
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JOY: But the really important ones
are over here.
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I don't want to get too technical,
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but these are called Core Memories.
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Each one came from
a super important time in Riley's life.
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Uh, like when she first scored a goal.
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Oh, that was so amazing!
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(ALL CHEERING)
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JOY: And each Core Memory
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powers a different aspect
of Riley's personality.
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Like Hockey Island.
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LITTLE GIRL: It's for the lost princess.
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Goofball Island is my personal favorite.
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YOUNG ELSA: Hi, I'm Olaf,
and I like warm hugs.
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YOUNG ANNA: I love you, Olaf!
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JOY: Yep, Goofball is the best.
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Friendship Island is pretty good too.
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YOUNG TIANA:
Hey, everybody, I made gumbo!
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JOY: Oh, I love Honesty Island.
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And that's the truth!
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YOUNG MERIDA: Can I shoot an
arrow? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I?
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And of course,
Family Island is amazing.
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JOY: The point is,
the Islands of Personality
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are what make Riley... Riley!
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Hi. I lost my family. Can you help me?
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Where did you see them last?
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Well, uh, funny story, but I forgot.
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Oh, sweetie,
do you want to come swim with us?
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That is the nicest offer
I've gotten all day.
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I think. Uh, I can't remember.
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Anyhoo, thanks, (CHUCKLES)
but I'm looking for someone.
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(SIGHS)
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Oh. Can't remember. Can't remember.
Can't remember.
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ANDY: All right, everyone!
This... is a stick-up!
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Don't anybody move!
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Now, empty that safe!
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Ooh-hoo-hoo!
Money, money, money! (KISSING)
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Stop it! Stop it,
you mean, old potato!
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Quiet, Bo Peep,
or your sheep get run over!
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Help! Baa!
Help us!
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Oh, no, not my sheep!
Somebody do something!
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VOICE BOX: Reach for the sky!
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Oh, no! Sheriff Woody!
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I'm here to stop you,
One-Eyed Bart.
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Doh!
How'd you know it was me?
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Are you gonna come quietly?
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You can't touch me, Sheriff!
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I brought my attack dog
with the built-in force field.
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Well, I brought my dinosaur
who eats force-field dogs.
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-(GROWLING)
-Yipe, yipe, yipe, yipe!
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You're going to jail, Bart!
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Say goodbye to the wife
and Tater Tots.
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(GIGGLING EXCITEDLY)
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(LAUGHING)
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(BABY SQUEALING,
LAUGHING, COOING)
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You saved the day again, Woody.
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VOICE BOX: You're my
favorite deputy.
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You've got a friend in me
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You've got a friend in me
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Come on,
let's wrangle up the cattle.
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When the road looks
rough ahead
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And you're miles and miles
from your nice, warm bed
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Round 'em up, cowboy!
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Just remember
what your old pal said
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Boy, you've got
a friend in me
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Yee-haw!
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Yeah, you've got a friend in me
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Hey, cowboy!
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Some other folks might be
a little bit smarter than I am
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(WHINNYING)
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Big and stronger too
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Come on, Woody.
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Maybe
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But none of them will ever
love you the way I do
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-It's me and you, boy
-(LAUGHS)
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And as the years go by
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Whoa! Whoa! (LAUGHING)
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Our friendship will never die
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Whoo!
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You're gonna see
It's our destiny
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(LAUGHING)
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You've got a friend in me
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All right!
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Yeah, you've got a friend in me
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Score!
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-You got a friend in me
-Wow! Cool!
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-ANDY'S MOM: What do you think?
-Oh, this looks great, Mom!
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Okay, birthday boy...
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We saw that at the store!
I asked you for it!
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-I hope I have enough places.
-Wow, look at that! That's so...
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-One, two... Four.
-Oh, my gosh, you got...
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-Yeah, I think that's gonna be enough.
-Could we leave this up 'til we move?
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-Well, sure! We can leave it up.
-Yeah!
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Now go get Molly. Your friends
are gonna be here any minute.
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Okay. It's party time, Woody.
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-Yee-haw!
-(RUNNING FOOTFALLS)
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(BABY SQUEALING)
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Howdy, little lady.
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(SQUEALING)
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VOICE BOX: Somebody's
poisoned the water hole.
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-(COOING)
-Come on, Molly.
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Oh, you're getting heavy.
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-(MOLLY COOING)
-See you later, Woody.
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(DOOR CLOSES)
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Pull my string!
The birthday party's today?
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Okay, everybody,
coast is clear!
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-(SQUEAKS)
-Ages 3 and up. It's on my box.
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Ages 3 and up. I'm not supposed
to be baby-sitting Princess Drool.
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(TIRES SQUEAL, MOTOR REVS)
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-(LITTLE TIKES GIBBERING)
-(BELL DINGS, SIREN WAILING)
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-(SIREN WAILING)
-Hey, Hamm.
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-Look, I'm Picasso!
-I don't get it.
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You uncultured swine! What're
you lookin' at, ya hockey puck?
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(SQUEAKS)
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(LITTLE TIKES GIBBERING)
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-Hey, Sarge, have you seen Slinky?
-Sir! No, sir!
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Okay. Hey, thank you. At ease.
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-(SIREN WAILING)
-Hey, uh, Slinky?
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Right here, Woody.
I'm red this time.
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-No. S-Slink...
-Oh, well, all right.
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You can be red if you want.
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Not now, Slink. I got some bad news.
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(SHOUTS) Bad news?
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Shh, shh, shh!
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Just gather everyone up
for a staff meeting, and be happy.
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Got it.
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-Be happy!
-Ha, ha, ha, ha!
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Staff meeting, everybody!
Snake, Robot, podium duty.
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(SIREN WAILING)
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Hey. (JABBERS)
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Hey, Etch. Draw!
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-(DING)
-Oh! Got me again.
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Etch, you've been working on that draw.
Fastest knobs in the West.
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Got a staff meeting, you guys.
Come on, let's go.
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Now, where is that... Oh.
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Hey, who moved my doodle pad
way over here?
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(ROARING)
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-How're you doin', Rex?
-Were you scared? Tell me honestly.
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I was close to being scared
that time.
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I'm going for fearsome here,
but I just don't feel it.
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I think I'm just
coming off as annoying.
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(COUGHS)
Ow! Oh, hi, Bo. Hi.
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I wanted to thank you, Woody,
for saving my flock.
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Oh, hey, it was, uh, nothin'.
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What do you say I get someone else
to watch the sheep tonight?
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(SHEEPISH GIGGLE)
Oh, yeah! (MUTTERS)
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Remember, I'm just
a couple of blocks away.
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-Yodel-ay-hee-hoo!
-Come on, come on.
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Smaller toys up front.
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SLINKY: Hey, Woody, come on.
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(TOYS TITTERING,
BUZZING, DINGING)
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-(SHEEP BLEATING)
-Ahem!
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-(SQUEAKS)
-Oh, thanks, Mike.
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-(LOUD FEEDBACK)
-Okay... Whoa, whoa. Step back.
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-HAMM: For crying out loud.
-Thank you.
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(AMPLIFIED BLOWING)
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Hello? Check.
That better? Great.
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Everybody hear me? Up on the shelf,
can you hear me? Great.
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Okay. First item today...
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Uh... oh, yeah.
Has everyone picked a moving buddy?
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-REX: What?
-Moving buddy? You can't be serious.
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I didn't know we were
supposed to have one already.
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-Do we have to hold hands?
-(TOYS GIBBERING)
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You guys think this is a big joke.
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We've only got one week
left before the move.
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I don't want any toys left behind.
A moving buddy.
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If you don't have one, get one!
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All right, next.
Uh, oh, yes.
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Tuesday night's plastic corrosion
awareness meeting
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was, I think, a big success.
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And we wanna thank Mr. Spell
for putting that on for us.
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Thank you, Mr. Spell.
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ELECTRONIC VOICE: You're welcome.
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Okay. Uh, oh, yes.
One, uh, minor note here.
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(QUIETLY) Andy's birthday party
has been moved to today.
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-Wait a minute here!
-(TOYS COMPLAINING)
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What do you mean the party's today?
His birthday's not 'til next week!
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What's goin' on down there?
Is his mom losin' her marbles?
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Well, obviously she wanted to
have the party before the move.
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I'm not worried.
You shouldn't be worried.
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Of course Woody ain't worried. He's
been Andy's favorite since kindergarten.
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Hey, hey.
Come on, Potato Head.
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If Woody says it's all right, then,
well, darn it, it's good enough for me.
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Woody has never
steered us wrong before.
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Come on, guys. Every Christmas
and birthday we go through this.
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But what if Andy gets
another dinosaur, a mean one?
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I just don't think I could take
that kind of rejection!
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Hey, listen,
no one's getting replaced.
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This is Andy
we're talking about.
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It doesn't matter
how much we're played with.
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(CHIRPING)
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What matters is that we're here
for Andy when he needs us.
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That's what we're made for, right?
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Pardon me. I hate to break up the staff
meeting, but... they're here!
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Birthday guests at three o'clock!
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-Stay calm, everyone!
-(AGITATED GIBBERING)
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Hey!
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-Uh, meeting adjourned.
-(CREAKING)
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Ho, boy! Will you take a look
at all those presents?
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I can't see a thing.
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Yes, sir, we're next month's
garage sale fodder for sure.
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-Any dinosaur-shaped ones?
-Oh, for crying out loud.
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-They're all in boxes, you idiot.
-REX: They're getting bigger.
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Wait, there's a nice
little one over there.
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CHILD: Hi!
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(SCREAMING)
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MR. SPELL: Spell, trash can.
REX: We're doomed!
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All right! All right!
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If I send out the troops,
will you all calm down?
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-Yes! Yes! We promise!
-Okay! Save your batteries.
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Very good, Woody.
That's using the old noodle.
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Sergeant, establish
a recon post downstairs. Code Red!
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-You know what to do.
-Yes, sir!
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All right, men.
You heard him. Code Red!
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Repeat, we are at Code Red.
Recon plan Charlie. Execute!
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Let's move!
Move, move, move, move!
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(DOOR CREAKING)
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(CHILDREN SHOUTING)
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-(CHILD CHATTERING)
-CHILDREN: Yeah!
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(CHATTERING,
SHOUTING CONTINUE)
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ANDY'S MOM: Okay, come on, kids.
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Everyone in the living room.
It's almost time for the presents.
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(KIDS SHOUTING,
CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)
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(SHOUTING,
CHATTERING CONTINUE)
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HAMM:
All right, gangway, gangway.
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And this is how we find out
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-what is in those presents.
-(ROBOT HUMMING)
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(KIDS CHATTERING, SHOUTING)
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ANDY'S MOM: Okay, who's hungry?
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Here come the chips!
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I've got Cool Ranch
and barbecue! Ow!
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What in the world... Oh!
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-I thought I told him to pick these up.
-(ICE CLINKING IN GLASSES)
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Shouldn't they be there by now?
What's taking them so long?
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Hey, these guys are professionals.
They're the best.
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Come on!
They're not lying down on the job.
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(MOANING)
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G-G-Go on without me!
J-Just go!
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A good soldier never
leaves a man behind.
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(KIDS SHOUTING, CHATTERING)
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ANDY'S MOM:
Okay, everybody, come on.
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(BOYS SHOUTING)
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Everybody settle down.
Now, kids. Everybody...
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You sit in a circle. No, Andy.
Andy, you sit in the middle there.
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Good. And... Which present
are you gonna open first?
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(CHATTERING CONTINUES)
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CHILD: Mine!
SARGE: There they are.
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SOLDIER ON MONITOR: Come in,
Mother Bird. This is Alpha Bravo.
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-This is it! This is it! Quiet, quiet!
-Come in, Mother Bird.
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All right, Andy's opening
the first present now.
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Mrs. Potato Head! Mrs. Potato Head!
Mrs. Potato Head!
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Hey, I can dream, can't I?
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The bow's coming off.
He's ripping the wrapping paper.
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It's a... It's...
It's a... a lunch box.
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-We've got a lunch box here.
A lunch box?
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-Lunch box?
-For lunch. (LAUGHING)
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Okay, second present.
It appears to be...
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-Okay, it's bed sheets.
-Who invited that kid?
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(KIDS SHOUTING, CHATTERING)
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Oh! Only one left.
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-Okay, we're on the last present now.
-Last present!
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It's a big one. It's a...
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-It's a board game! Repeat, Battleship!
-Whew!
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-(ALL CHEERING)
-HAMM: Hallelujah!
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-Yeah! All right!
-Hey, watch it!
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Sorry there, old spud head.
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Mission accomplished. Well done, men.
Pack it up. We're goin' home.
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So did I tell ya? Huh?
Nothin' to worry about.
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I knew you were right all along, Woody.
Never doubted ya for a second.
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Wait a minute. Oh!
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-What do we have here?
-Wait! Turn that thing back on!
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Come in, Mother Bird!
Come in, Mother Bird!
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Mom has pulled a surprise
present from the closet.
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Andy's opening it.
He's really excited about this one.
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-Mom, what is it? (GASPS)
-SARGE: It's a huge package.
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Oh, get outta the... One of the kids
is in the way. I can't see.
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-It's a...
-KIDS TOGETHER: Wow!
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-(STATIC)
-It's a what? What is it?
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-(MR. POTATO HEAD SCREAMS)
-Oh, no!
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Oh, ya big lizard!
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-Now we'll never know what it is!
-Way to go, Rex!
_________________________________
No, no! Turn 'em around!
Turn 'em around!
_________________________________
He's puttin' 'em in backwa...
Here, you're puttin' 'em in backwards!
_________________________________
Plus is positive, minus is negative!
Oh, let me! (GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-ANDY: Let's go to my room, guys!
-(BOYS SHOUTING)
_________________________________
Red alert! Red alert!
Andy is coming upstairs!
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS) There!
-SOLDIER: Juvenile intrusion!
_________________________________
Repeat, resume
your positions now!
_________________________________
Andy's coming! Everybody,
back to your places! Hurry!
_________________________________
HAMM: Get to your places!
Get to your places!
_________________________________
(REX SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Where's my ear? Who's seen my ear?
Did you see my ear?
_________________________________
Out of my way! Here I come!
Here I come! (GROANS)
_________________________________
(BOYS SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(BOYS SHOUTING)
_________________________________
ANDY: Hey, look,
its lasers light up. Take that, Zurg!
_________________________________
Quick, make a space.
This is where the spaceship lands.
_________________________________
And he does it like that.
And he does a karate chop action!
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM: Come on down, guys!
It's time for games!
_________________________________
-We've got prizes!
-(KIDS CHATTERING)
_________________________________
-What is it?
-Can you see it?
_________________________________
-What the heck is up there?
-Woody, who's up there with ya?
_________________________________
-(COUGHING)
-SLINKY: Woody?
_________________________________
-What are you doing under the bed?
-Uh, nothin'. Uh, nothin'.
_________________________________
I'm sure Andy was just
a little excited, that's all.
_________________________________
Too much cake and ice cream,
I suppose. It's just a mistake!
_________________________________
Well, that mistake is sitting
in your spot, Woody. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
-(GASPS) Have you been replaced?
-What did I tell you earlier?
_________________________________
No one is getting replaced.
_________________________________
Now, let's all be polite and give
whatever it is up there
_________________________________
a nice, big
Andy's-room welcome.
_________________________________
(GULPS)
_________________________________
(HEAVY BREATHING)
_________________________________
-(BUZZES)
-Buzz Lightyear to Star Command.
_________________________________
Come in, Star Command.
_________________________________
-(BUZZES)
-Star Command, come in.
_________________________________
Do you read me?
_________________________________
Why don't they answer?
(GASPS) My ship!
_________________________________
Blast! This'll take weeks to repair.
_________________________________
Buzz Lightyear mission log,
stardate 4-0-7-2.
_________________________________
My ship has run off course
en route to sector 12.
_________________________________
I've crash-landed
on a strange planet.
_________________________________
The impact must've awoken me
from hypersleep.
_________________________________
Terrain seems a bit unstable.
_________________________________
No readout yet
if the air is breathable.
_________________________________
And there seems to be no sign
of intelligent life anywhere.
_________________________________
-Hello!
-(KARATE YELL)
_________________________________
(SCREAMS) Whoa! H-Hey!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
_________________________________
-Did I frighten you? Didn't mean to.
-(BUZZING)
_________________________________
-Sorry. Howdy. My name is Woody.
-(BUZZING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
And this is Andy's room.
That's all I wanted to say.
_________________________________
And also, there has been
a bit of a mix-up.
_________________________________
This is my spot, see,
the bed here.
_________________________________
Local law enforcement.
It's about time you got here.
_________________________________
I'm Buzz Lightyear, Space Ranger,
Universe Protection Unit.
_________________________________
My ship has crash-landed here
by mistake.
_________________________________
Yes, it is a mistake because,
you see, the bed here is my spot.
_________________________________
I need to repair
my turbo boosters.
_________________________________
Do you people still use fossil fuel, or
have you discovered crystallic fusion?
_________________________________
-Well, let's see. We got double-A's.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Watch yourself!
Halt! Who goes there?
_________________________________
Don't shoot!
It's okay. Friends.
_________________________________
-Do you know these life-forms?
-Yes! They're Andy's toys.
_________________________________
All right, everyone,
you're clear to come up.
_________________________________
I am Buzz Lightyear.
I come in peace.
_________________________________
Oh, I'm so glad
you're not a dinosaur!
_________________________________
Wh-why, thank you!
_________________________________
Now, thank you all
for your kind welcome!
_________________________________
-Say, what's that button do?
-I'll show you.
_________________________________
VOICE BOX:
Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!
_________________________________
TOYS: Oh!
_________________________________
Hey, Woody's got something like that.
His is a pull string.
_________________________________
-Only it's...
-Only it sounds like a car ran over it.
_________________________________
HAMM: Oh, yeah, but not like this.
This is a quality sound system.
_________________________________
Probably all copper wiring, huh?
_________________________________
So, uh, where you from?
Singapore? Hong Kong?
_________________________________
Well, no. Actually, I-I'm stationed up
in the Gamma Quadrant of Sector Four.
_________________________________
As a member of the elite
Universe Protection Unit
_________________________________
of the Space Ranger Corps,
_________________________________
I protect the galaxy
from the threat of invasion
_________________________________
from the evil Emperor Zurg,
sworn enemy of the Galactic Alliance.
_________________________________
Oh, really?
I'm from Playskool.
_________________________________
And I'm from Mattel.
Well, I'm not really from Mattel.
_________________________________
I'm actually from a smaller company that
was purchased in a leveraged buyout.
_________________________________
You'd think they'd never seen
a new toy before.
_________________________________
Well, sure. Look at him.
_________________________________
He's got more gadgets on him
than a Swiss Army knife.
_________________________________
-(BUZZING)
-Ah, ah, ah, ah! Please be careful.
_________________________________
You don't want to be in the way
when my laser goes off.
_________________________________
Hey, a laser! How come
you don't have a laser, Woody?
_________________________________
It's not a laser! It's a...
It's a little light bulb that blinks.
_________________________________
-What's with him?
-Laser envy.
_________________________________
All right, that's enough!
_________________________________
Look, we're all very impressed
with Andy's new toy.
_________________________________
-Toy?
-T-O-Y. Toy!
_________________________________
Excuse me, I think the word
you're searching for is "Space Ranger."
_________________________________
The word I'm searching for I can't say
because there's preschool toys present.
_________________________________
Gettin' kinda tense, aren't ya?
_________________________________
Uh, Mr. Lightyear,
uh, now, I'm curious.
_________________________________
What does a Space Ranger
actually do?
_________________________________
He's not a Space Ranger!
_________________________________
He doesn't fight evil
or, or shoot lasers or fly!
_________________________________
Excuse me.
_________________________________
-TOYS: Ooh!
-Oh, impressive wingspan! Very good!
_________________________________
Oh, what? What?
These are plastic. He can't fly!
_________________________________
They are a terillium-carbonic alloy,
and I can fly.
_________________________________
-No, you can't.
-(SIGHS) Yes, I can.
_________________________________
-You can't.
-Can.
_________________________________
Can't. Can't. Can't!
_________________________________
I tell you, I could fly around
this room with my eyes closed!
_________________________________
-Okay, then, Mr. Light Beer, prove it.
-All right, then, I will.
_________________________________
Stand back, everyone!
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC HUM)
_________________________________
To infinity and beyond!
_________________________________
(AIRPLANE WHIRRING)
_________________________________
-Can!
-REX: Whoa!
_________________________________
-Oh, wow, you flew magnificently!
-(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
I found my movin' buddy.
_________________________________
Thank you. Th-Thank you all.
Thank you.
_________________________________
That wasn't flying!
That was... falling with style.
_________________________________
Man, the dolls must really
go for you. Can you teach me that?
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING) Golly bob howdy!
-Oh, shut up!
_________________________________
You know, in a couple of days,
_________________________________
everything will be just the way
it was. They'll see.
_________________________________
-(ALL CHATTERING)
-WOODY: They'll see.
_________________________________
I'm still Andy's favorite toy.
_________________________________
I was on top of the world
livin' high
_________________________________
It was right in my pocket
_________________________________
ANDY: (LAUGHING) Whoa!
_________________________________
I was livin' the life
_________________________________
Things were just the way
they should be
_________________________________
When from out of the sky
like a bomb
_________________________________
Comes some little punk
in a rocket
_________________________________
(LASER BUZZING)
_________________________________
Now all of a sudden some
strange things are happening to me
_________________________________
Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!
_________________________________
Strange
_________________________________
Things are happening to me
_________________________________
Strange
_________________________________
Things
_________________________________
Strange things
are happening to me
_________________________________
(LOUD ROAR)
_________________________________
Ain't no doubt about it
_________________________________
I had friends
I had lots of friends
_________________________________
Now all my friends are gone
_________________________________
And I'm doin' the best I can
_________________________________
To carry on
_________________________________
-I had power
-CHORUS: Power
_________________________________
-I was respected
-Respected
_________________________________
But not any more
_________________________________
And I've lost the love of the one
_________________________________
Whom I adore
_________________________________
Let me tell you 'bout it
Strange
_________________________________
Things are happenin' to me
_________________________________
(SLINKY GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Strange
_________________________________
Things
_________________________________
Strange
_________________________________
Things are happenin' to me
_________________________________
Ain't no doubt about it
_________________________________
Strange
_________________________________
Things
_________________________________
Strange
_________________________________
Things
_________________________________
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS) Finally!
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Hey, who's got my hat?
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS) Look, I'm Woody!
Howdy, howdy, howdy!
_________________________________
Ah-ha! Ah-ha, ha, ha!
Gimme that!
_________________________________
Say there, Lizard and Stretchy Dog,
let me show you something.
_________________________________
It looks as though I've been
accepted into your culture.
_________________________________
Your chief, Andy,
inscribed his name on me.
_________________________________
TOGETHER: Wow!
_________________________________
With permanent ink too!
_________________________________
Well, I must get back
to repairing my ship.
_________________________________
Don't let it get to you, Woody.
_________________________________
Uh... let what? I don't, uh...
What do you mean? Who?
_________________________________
I know Andy's
excited about Buzz.
_________________________________
But you know he'll always have
a special place for you.
_________________________________
-Yeah, like the attic. (CHUCKLING)
-All right, that's it!
_________________________________
-(TONAL HUMMING SOUND)
-Hmm. Unidirectional bonding strip.
_________________________________
Mr. Lightyear wants more tape.
_________________________________
(HUMMING) Hmm?
_________________________________
Listen, Light Snack,
you stay away from Andy.
_________________________________
He's mine, and no one
is taking him away from me.
_________________________________
What are you talking about?
_________________________________
-Where's that bonding strip?
-(BEEPING SOUND)
_________________________________
And another thing,
_________________________________
stop with this spaceman thing!
It's getting on my nerves!
_________________________________
Are you saying you wanna lodge
a complaint with Star Command?
_________________________________
Oh-ho, okay! Ooh, well, so you wanna
do it the hard way, huh?
_________________________________
-Don't even think about it, cowboy.
-Oh, yeah, tough guy?
_________________________________
-(MECHANICAL WHOOSH)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(CHOKING)
_________________________________
(CHOKING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(PANTING, SNIFFING)
The air isn't... toxic.
_________________________________
How dare you open a spaceman's
helmet on an uncharted planet!
_________________________________
My eyeballs could've been
sucked from their sockets!
_________________________________
You actually think
you're the Buzz Lightyear?
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) Oh, all this time
I thought it was an act!
_________________________________
Hey, guys, look!
It's the real Buzz Lightyear!
_________________________________
You're mocking me, aren't you?
_________________________________
Oh, no, no. No, no, no, no, no.
Buzz, look, an alien!
_________________________________
-Where?
-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING CONTINUES)
-(SCUD BARKING)
_________________________________
-(BARKING CONTINUES)
-SID: (LAUGHING) Yes!
_________________________________
-Whoa!
-Uh-oh.
_________________________________
It's Sid!
_________________________________
-(TEETH CHATTERING)
-SID: Don't move!
_________________________________
I thought he was at summer camp.
_________________________________
They must've kicked him out
early this year.
_________________________________
-(ROBOT BUZZING)
-REX: Oh, no, not Sid!
_________________________________
-SID: (GRUNTING) Incoming!
-(SCUD BARKING)
_________________________________
-Who is it this time?
-I... I can't... I can't tell.
_________________________________
-Hey, where's Lenny?
-Right here, Woody.
_________________________________
Oh, no, I can't bear to watch
one of these again.
_________________________________
WOODY: Oh, no,
it's a Combat Carl.
_________________________________
What's going on?
_________________________________
Nothing that concerns you spacemen,
just us toys.
_________________________________
I'd better take a look anyway.
_________________________________
(SID SHOUTING)
_________________________________
BUZZ: Why is that soldier
strapped to an explosive device?
_________________________________
That's why, Sid.
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-Hmm, sure is a hairy fellow.
_________________________________
No, no, that's Scud, you idiot.
_________________________________
-That is Sid.
-(SINISTER LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
-You mean that happy child?
-That ain't no happy child.
_________________________________
He tortures toys, just for fun!
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Well, then we've got
to do something.
_________________________________
What are you doing?
Get down from there!
_________________________________
-I'm gonna teach that boy a lesson.
-Yeah, sure. You go ahead.
_________________________________
-Melt him with your scary laser.
-(BUZZING)
_________________________________
Be careful with that!
It's extremely dangerous.
_________________________________
He's lighting it!
He's lighting it! Hit the dirt!
_________________________________
(BO PEEP SCREAMS)
_________________________________
-(EXPLOSION)
-Look out!
_________________________________
-(SCUD BARKING)
-Yes! He's gone! He's history!
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING) Whoo!
-I could've stopped him.
_________________________________
Buzz, I would love
to see you try.
_________________________________
Of course, I'd love
to see you as a crater.
_________________________________
-The sooner we move, the better.
-(SID SHOUTING)
_________________________________
Yeah!
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
ANDY: To infinity and beyond!
_________________________________
(IMITATES ROCKET SOUNDS
AND EXPLOSIONS)
_________________________________
All this packing
makes me hungry.
_________________________________
What would you say to dinner
at, oh, Pizza Planet?
_________________________________
Pizza Planet? Oh, cool!
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM: (LAUGHS) Go wash
your hands, and I'll get Molly ready.
_________________________________
-ANDY: Can I bring some toys?
-You can bring one toy.
_________________________________
-Just one?
-One toy?
_________________________________
-(SIGHS)
-Hmm.
_________________________________
-Will Andy pick me?
-(LIQUID SWISHING)
_________________________________
"Don't count on it"? (GROANS)
_________________________________
(YELLS)
_________________________________
(THUD)
_________________________________
(BUZZ HUMMING)
_________________________________
(HUMMING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
Mmm!
_________________________________
Buzz! Oh, Buzz!
Buzz Lightyear.
_________________________________
(PANTING) Buzz Lightyear,
thank goodness. We've got trouble!
_________________________________
-Trouble? Where?
-Down there. Just down there.
_________________________________
A helpless toy, it's...
it's trapped, Buzz!
_________________________________
Then we've no time to lose.
_________________________________
I don't see anything!
_________________________________
Oh, he's there!
Just, just keep looking!
_________________________________
-What kind of toy... (GASPS)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Oh! Whoa, whoa! Oh!
_________________________________
-(SCREAMS)
-TOGETHER: Buzz!
_________________________________
-Buzz!
-(TOYS CHATTERING)
_________________________________
SLINKY: I don't see him
in the driveway.
_________________________________
-I think he bounced into Sid's yard!
-Oh! Buzz!
_________________________________
(HORN HONKING)
_________________________________
Hey, everyone, R.C.'s trying to
say something. What is it, boy?
_________________________________
-He's saying that this was no accident.
-What do you mean?
_________________________________
-I mean Humpty-Dumpty was pushed...
-No!
_________________________________
...by Woody!
_________________________________
-ALL: What?
-Wait a minute.
_________________________________
You don't think I meant to knock Buzz
out the window, do you? Potato Head?
_________________________________
That's Mr. Potato Head to you,
you back-stabbing murderer!
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-Now, it was an accident, guys.
_________________________________
Come on.
Now, you, you gotta believe me.
_________________________________
We believe ya, Woody.
Right, Rex?
_________________________________
Well, ye... N...
I don't like confrontations!
_________________________________
Where is your honor, dirt bag?
You are an absolute disgrace!
_________________________________
You don't deserve to... Hey!
_________________________________
You couldn't handle Buzz cutting
in on your playtime, could you, Woody?
_________________________________
Didn't wanna face the fact that Buzz
just might be Andy's new favorite toy.
_________________________________
So you got rid of him.
_________________________________
Well, what if Andy starts playing
with me more, Woody, huh?
_________________________________
You gonna knock me
outta the window too?
_________________________________
I don't think we should
give him the chance.
_________________________________
SARGE: There he is, men.
Frag him!
_________________________________
Let's string him up
by his pull string!
_________________________________
HAMM: I got dibs on his hat!
BO PEEP: Would you boys stop it!
_________________________________
Tackle him!
_________________________________
No, no, no! Wait!
I can explain everything!
_________________________________
ANDY: Okay, Mom, be right down.
I've gotta get Buzz.
_________________________________
SARGE: Retreat!
_________________________________
Mom, do you know where Buzz is?
_________________________________
-ANDY'S MOM: No, I haven't seen him.
-Psst!
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM: Andy,
I'm heading out the door!
_________________________________
But, Mom, I can't find him!
_________________________________
Honey, just grab some other toy.
Now, come on!
_________________________________
Oh, okay.
_________________________________
I couldn't find my Buzz.
I know I left him right there.
_________________________________
Honey, I'm sure he's around.
You'll find him.
_________________________________
(IGNITION STARTS)
_________________________________
(CHITTERING)
_________________________________
It's too short!
We need more monkeys!
_________________________________
There aren't any more!
That's the whole barrel!
_________________________________
Buzz, the monkeys
aren't working!
_________________________________
We're formulating another plan!
Stay calm!
_________________________________
Oh, where could he be?
_________________________________
(SERVICE BELL DINGS)
_________________________________
-Can I help pump the gas?
-Sure! I'll even let you drive.
_________________________________
-Yeah?
-Yeah, when you're 16.
_________________________________
-Yuk, yuk, yuk! Funny, Mom.
-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Aw, great. How am I gonna convince
those guys it was an accident?
_________________________________
Buzz!
_________________________________
Buzz! Ha! You're alive!
_________________________________
This is great!
Oh, I'm saved! I'm saved.
_________________________________
Andy'll find you here,
he'll take us back to the room
_________________________________
and then you can tell everyone
that this was all just a big mistake.
_________________________________
Huh? Right?
(PANTING) Buddy?
_________________________________
I just want you to know that even
though you tried to terminate me,
_________________________________
revenge is not an idea
we promote on my planet.
_________________________________
-Oh. Well, that's good.
-But we're not on my planet, are we?
_________________________________
-No. (SCREAMING)
-(BUZZ GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(BUZZ GRUNTING,
SPACESUIT BUZZING, BEEPING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING, GROANS)
_________________________________
Okay, come on!
_________________________________
WOODY: You want a piece of me?
_________________________________
(YELLS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
Owww!
_________________________________
VOICE BOX: Buzz, Buzz,
Buzz Lightyear to the rescue.
_________________________________
-Aah-ouch!
-ANDY'S MOM: Next stop.
_________________________________
Pizza Planet! Yeah!
_________________________________
(DOOR SLIDES SHUT,
IGNITION STARTS)
_________________________________
-(DOOR SHUTS)
-(GASPS) Andy!
_________________________________
(PANTING) Wh... Doesn't he realize
that I'm not there?
_________________________________
(LOUD GASP) I'm lost!
_________________________________
(SOBS) Oh, I'm a lost toy!
_________________________________
(SNIFFLING, SOBBING)
_________________________________
Buzz Lightyear mission log.
_________________________________
The local sheriff and I seem to be at
a huge refueling station of some sort.
_________________________________
You!
_________________________________
(TRUCK APPROACHING,
HORN HONKING)
_________________________________
(BRAKES SQUEALING)
_________________________________
(ENGINE IDLING)
_________________________________
-According to my navi-computer, the...
-(GASPS) Shut up!
_________________________________
-Just shut up, you idiot!
-Sheriff, this is no time to panic.
_________________________________
This is the perfect time to panic.
I'm lost. Andy is gone.
_________________________________
They're gonna move from their house
in two days, and it's all your fault!
_________________________________
My... My fault? If you hadn't pushed me
out of the window in the first place...
_________________________________
Oh, yeah?
_________________________________
Well, if you hadn't shown up in your
stupid little cardboard spaceship
_________________________________
and taken away everything
that was important to me...
_________________________________
Don't talk to me
about importance!
_________________________________
Because of you the security
of this entire universe is in jeopardy!
_________________________________
What? What are
you talkin' about?
_________________________________
Right now, poised at
the edge of the galaxy, Emperor Zurg
_________________________________
has been secretly building
a weapon
_________________________________
with the destructive capacity
to annihilate an entire planet!
_________________________________
I alone have information that reveals
this weapon's only weakness.
_________________________________
And you, my friend,
are responsible
_________________________________
for delaying my rendezvous
with Star Command!
_________________________________
You... are... a... toy!
_________________________________
You aren't the real
Buzz Lightyear! You're a...
_________________________________
You're an action figure!
You are a child's plaything!
_________________________________
You are a sad, strange little man,
and you have my pity.
_________________________________
Farewell.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah?
Well, good riddance, ya loony!
_________________________________
-"Rendezvous with Star Command."
-(CAR APPROACHING)
_________________________________
DRIVER: Hey, gas dude!
ATTENDANT: You talkin' to me?
_________________________________
-Yeah, man. Can you help me?
-Pizza Planet? Andy!
_________________________________
Do you know
where Cutting Boulevard is?
_________________________________
Oh, no!
_________________________________
I can't show my face
in that room without Buzz.
_________________________________
-Buzz! Buzz, come back!
-Go away!
_________________________________
No! Buzz, you gotta
come back! I...
_________________________________
-(ENGINE REVVING)
-I found a spaceship!
_________________________________
It's a spaceship, Buzz!
_________________________________
Come on, man, hurry up! Um, like,
the pizzas are getting cold here!
_________________________________
-ATTENDANT: Cutting Boulevard, huh?
-Yeah, yeah. Which way?
_________________________________
Now, you're sure this space freighter
will return to its port of origin
_________________________________
-once it jettisons its food supply?
-Uh-huh.
_________________________________
And when we get there, we'll be able
to find a way to transport you home.
_________________________________
-Well, then, let's climb aboard.
-No, no, no, wait, Buzz! Buzz!
_________________________________
Let's get in the back.
No one will see us there.
_________________________________
Negative. There are no restraining
harnesses in the cargo area.
_________________________________
-We'll be much safer in the cockpit.
-Yeah, bu...
_________________________________
Buzz! Buzz!
_________________________________
DRIVER: That's two lefts
and a right, huh?
_________________________________
-Thanks for the directions, okay?
-Yeah. And remember, kid...
_________________________________
-Buzz!
-(IGNITION STARTS)
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
It's safer in the cockpit
than the cargo bay. What an idiot.
_________________________________
-(TIRES SCREECH)
-(GRUNTS, GROANS)
_________________________________
-(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS ON STEREO)
-(TIRES SQUEALING)
_________________________________
(YELLING, GROANING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(CAR HORN HONKING)
_________________________________
-(BRAKES SCREECH)
-(DOOR SIGNAL BUZZING)
_________________________________
MAN ON PA: Next shuttle lift-off
is scheduled for
_________________________________
-T-minus 30 minutes and counting.
-(JETS HUMMING)
_________________________________
ROBOT: You are clear to enter.
_________________________________
Welcome to Pizza Planet.
_________________________________
WOMAN ON PA:
The white zone is for immediate pizza...
_________________________________
-Sheriff!
-(GRUNTS, GROANS)
_________________________________
There you are.
_________________________________
Now, the entrance is heavily guarded.
We need a way to get inside.
_________________________________
-(COUGHING)
-Great idea, Woody.
_________________________________
I like your thinkin'.
_________________________________
ROBOT: You are clear to enter.
Welcome to Pizza Planet.
_________________________________
BUZZ: Now!
_________________________________
Quickly, Sheriff!
The air lock is closing.
_________________________________
WOMAN ON PA: Jones, party
of five, your shuttle is now boarding...
_________________________________
BOY: Hey, Mom,
can we have some tokens?
_________________________________
Ow! Watch where you're going!
_________________________________
Sorry.
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
MAN ON PA:
...nine, eight, seven, six,
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-five, four, three,
-(CHILDREN SHOUTING)
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two, one.
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What a spaceport!
Good work, Woody.
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(BEEPING, FIRES)
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Mom, can I play Black Hole?
Please, please, please?
_________________________________
-Andy!
-Now, we need to find a ship
_________________________________
-that's headed for Sector 12.
-Wait a minute. No, Buzz! This way.
_________________________________
-There's a special ship. I just saw it.
-You mean it has hyperdrive?
_________________________________
Hyperactive hyperdrive.
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-(CHATTERING)
-And Astro... turf!
_________________________________
-Where is it? I-I don't see the...
-Come on. That's it.
_________________________________
Spaceship!
_________________________________
All right, Buzz, get ready.
And...
_________________________________
-And the universe explodes!
-Okay, Buzz, when I say go,
_________________________________
we're gonna jump in the basket.
Buzz!
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS) No!
-ANDY: Mom, if I eat all my pizza,
_________________________________
can I have some alien slime?
_________________________________
This cannot be happening to me.
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(GASPS)
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(OBJECTS SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
-A stranger.
-From the outside.
_________________________________
-ALIENS TOGETHER: Ooh!
-Greetings. I am Buzz Lightyear.
_________________________________
-I come in peace.
-(ALL GIBBERING)
_________________________________
MAN ON PA: Before your
space journey, re-energize yourself
_________________________________
with a slice of pepperoni,
now boarding at counter three.
_________________________________
BUZZ: This is an
intergalactic emergency.
_________________________________
I need to commandeer
your vessel to Sector 12.
_________________________________
Who's in charge here?
_________________________________
ALIENS: The claw!
_________________________________
The claw is our master.
_________________________________
The claw chooses who will go
and who will stay.
_________________________________
-This is ludicrous. (GASPS)
-Hey, bozo, you got a brain in there?
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING) Take that!
-(BUZZING)
_________________________________
Oh, no! Sid!
_________________________________
-Get down!
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
What's gotten into you? I was...
_________________________________
You are the one that decided
to climb into this...
_________________________________
Shh! The claw, it moves.
_________________________________
(ALIENS SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS) I have been chosen!
_________________________________
Farewell, my friends.
I go on to a better place.
_________________________________
Gotcha!
_________________________________
A Buzz Lightyear?
No way!
_________________________________
-(COIN CLICKING)
-(ALIEN SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAK)
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(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(CLAW BUZZING)
_________________________________
-SID: Yes!
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Buzz! No! (GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-Hey!
-(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-He has been chosen!
_________________________________
-He must go.
-Hey!
_________________________________
-What are you doing?
-Do not fight the claw.
_________________________________
Stop it! Stop it, you zealots!
_________________________________
All right!
Double prizes!
_________________________________
Let's go home and... play.
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(SINISTER CHUCKLE)
_________________________________
(CHATTERS, GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(HUMMING)
_________________________________
Sheriff, I can see
your dwelling from here.
_________________________________
-You're almost home.
-Nirvana is coming.
_________________________________
-The mystic portal awaits.
-Will you be quiet?
_________________________________
You guys don't get it, do you?
_________________________________
Once we go into Sid's house,
we won't be coming out.
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-(BARKING)
-Whoa, Scud! Hey, boy!
_________________________________
-Sit! Good boy.
-(GROWLING)
_________________________________
-Hey, I got something for you, boy.
-Freeze!
_________________________________
-(GROWLS, PANTING)
-Ready, set, now!
_________________________________
-(SNARLING)
-(ALIEN SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
Hannah!
Hey, Hannah!
_________________________________
-What?
-Did I get my package in the mail?
_________________________________
-I don't know.
-What do you mean you don't know?
_________________________________
-I don't know!
-(SIGHS)
_________________________________
-Oh, no, Hannah! Look, Janie!
-What? Hey!
_________________________________
-She's sick!
-No, she's not!
_________________________________
I'll have to perform
one of my operations.
_________________________________
-HANNAH: No!
-No, not Sid's room. Not there.
_________________________________
Hey, give her back!
_________________________________
Sid! Sid!
_________________________________
Oh, no, we have
a sick patient here, nurse.
_________________________________
-(BANGING ON DOOR)
-Prepare the OR, stat!
_________________________________
(SINISTER CHUCKLE)
Patient is... prepped.
_________________________________
No one's ever attempted a double
bypass brain transplant before.
_________________________________
Now for the tricky part.
Pliers!
_________________________________
I don't believe that man's
ever been to medical school.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES, IMITATES NURSE)
Doctor, you've done it!
_________________________________
Hannah!
_________________________________
-Janie's all better now.
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
HANNAH: Mom! Mom!
SID: She's lying!
_________________________________
Whatever she says,
it's not true!
_________________________________
(DEPARTING FOOTFALLS)
_________________________________
(GASPING, SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
(SHUDDERING)
_________________________________
We are gonna die.
I'm outta here!
_________________________________
Locked.
_________________________________
There's gotta be another way
outta here.
_________________________________
(RUSTLING)
_________________________________
Uh, Buzz?
W-Was that you?
_________________________________
-(TEETH CHATTERING, GASPS)
-(CREAKING)
_________________________________
(RUSTLING)
_________________________________
(CREAKING)
_________________________________
Hey, hi there, little fella.
_________________________________
Come out here.
Do you know a way outta here?
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(GASPS, TEETH CHATTERING)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(BOX PLAYS
POP GOES THE WEASEL)
_________________________________
(YELLS, MUTTERING, GIBBERING)
_________________________________
B-B-B-B-Bu... Buzz!
_________________________________
-They're cannibals.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
-(BUZZES)
-Mayday, mayday.
_________________________________
Come in, Star Command.
Send reinforcements.
_________________________________
-(TEETH CHATTERING)
-Star Command, do you copy?
_________________________________
-(BUZZING)
-I've set my laser from stun to kill.
_________________________________
Aw, great. Great. Yeah, and if anyone
attacks us, we can blink 'em to death.
_________________________________
(RUSTLING)
_________________________________
REX: Hey, you guys,
I think I found him!
_________________________________
-Buzz, is that you?
-(CAT YOWLS)
_________________________________
Whiskers, will you
get outta here!
_________________________________
You're interfering
with the search and rescue!
_________________________________
-(CAR APPROACHING)
-(GASPS) Look, they're home.
_________________________________
Mom, have you seen Woody?
_________________________________
-Where was the last place you left him?
-Right here in the van.
_________________________________
Oh, I'm sure he's there.
You're just not looking hard enough.
_________________________________
He's not here, Mom.
Woody's gone.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Woody's gone?
_________________________________
Yeah, boy, the weasel ran away.
_________________________________
Huh? Huh?
I told you he was guilty.
_________________________________
Who would've though t he was
capable of such atrocities?
_________________________________
Oh, Slink, I hope he's okay.
_________________________________
SID: Oh, a survivor.
Where's the rebel base? Talk!
_________________________________
I can see your will is strong.
_________________________________
Well, we have ways
of making you talk.
_________________________________
(SIZZLING)
_________________________________
Where are your rebel friends now?
(SINISTER CHUCKLE)
_________________________________
SID'S MOM:
Sid, your Pop Tarts are ready!
_________________________________
All right!
_________________________________
-(SIZZLING CONTINUES)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
Are you all right?
I'm proud of you, Sheriff.
_________________________________
A lesser man would've talked
under such torture.
_________________________________
I sure hope this isn't permanent.
_________________________________
Still no word from Star Command.
We're not that far from the space port.
_________________________________
The door. It's open!
We're free!
_________________________________
Woody, we don't know what's out there!
_________________________________
I'll tell you wha... (SCREAMS)
_________________________________
They're gonna eat us, Buzz!
Do something quick!
_________________________________
-Shield your eyes.
-(BUZZING)
_________________________________
It's not working. I recharged it
before I left. It should be good for...
_________________________________
You idiot! You're a toy!
Use your karate chop action!
_________________________________
-Get away! Hoo-cha!
-Hey! Hey! How're you doin' that?
_________________________________
-Stop that.
-Back! Back, you savages! Back!
_________________________________
-Woody, stop it!
-Sorry, guys, but dinner's canceled!
_________________________________
There's no place like home!
There's no place like home!
_________________________________
-There's no place like home. (GASPS)
-(SNARLING)
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(MUFFLED YELL, GASPING)
_________________________________
Another stunt like that, cowboy,
you're gonna get us killed.
_________________________________
-Don't tell me what to do.
-Shh!
_________________________________
(SNORING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(HEAVY BREATHING)
_________________________________
VOICE BOX: Yee-haw!
Giddyap, pardner!
_________________________________
We got to get this wagon train
a-movin'!
_________________________________
(SNARLING)
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
-Split up!
-(SCUD GROWLING)
_________________________________
(SNIFFING)
_________________________________
(SNARLING) Hmm?
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(SNARLS, PANTING)
_________________________________
MAN: Calling Buzz Lightyear.
Come in, Buzz Lightyear.
_________________________________
-This is Star Command.
-Star Command!
_________________________________
-Buzz Lightyear, do you read me?
-BOY: Buzz Lightyear responding.
_________________________________
Read you loud and clear.
_________________________________
MAN: Buzz Lightyear,
planet Earth needs your help.
_________________________________
BOY: On the way!
CHORUS: Buzz Lightyear!
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER: The world's
greatest superhero!
_________________________________
Now the world's greatest toy!
_________________________________
Buzz has it all!
Locking wrist communicator!
_________________________________
-BOY: Calling Buzz Lightyear!
-Karate chop action!
_________________________________
-BOY: Wow!
-Pulsating laser light!
_________________________________
-BOY: Total annihilation!
-Multi-phrase voice simulator!
_________________________________
VOICE BOX: There's a secret mission
in uncharted space.
_________________________________
VOICE BOX: There's a secret mission
in uncharted space.
_________________________________
And best of all,
high pressure space wings!
_________________________________
-To infinity and beyond!
-ANNOUNCER 2: Not a flying toy.
_________________________________
ANNOUNCER 1: Get your
Buzz Lightyear action figure
_________________________________
-and save a galaxy near you!
-CHORUS: Buzz Lightyear!
_________________________________
Available at all Al's Toy Barn outlets
in the tri-county area.
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SPORTSCASTER:
And welcome back to the
_________________________________
Point Richmond
Bowling Championship.
_________________________________
(SPORTSCASTER CONTINUES)
_________________________________
Out among the stars I sail
_________________________________
Way beyond the moon
_________________________________
In my silver ship I sailed
_________________________________
To a dream
that ended too soon
_________________________________
Now I know exactly
_________________________________
Who I am and what I'm here for
_________________________________
-(CHIRPING)
-WOODY'S VOICE: You are a toy!
_________________________________
You can't fly!
_________________________________
And I will go sailing
_________________________________
No more
_________________________________
But no, it can't be true
_________________________________
I could fly if I wanted to
_________________________________
Like a bird in the sky
_________________________________
If I believed I could fly
_________________________________
Why, I'd fly
_________________________________
To infinity and beyond!
_________________________________
Clearly, I
_________________________________
Will go sailing
_________________________________
No more
_________________________________
Mom! Mom, have you seen
my Sally doll?
_________________________________
(CLICK)
_________________________________
SID'S MOM: What, dear?
What was that?
_________________________________
Never mind!
_________________________________
(RATTLING)
_________________________________
Oof! Oof! (GROANS)
_________________________________
Buzz, the coast is clear.
Buzz, where are you?
_________________________________
BUZZ'S VOICE BOX: There's a secret
mission in uncharted space. Let's go.
_________________________________
HANNAH: Really?
That is so interesting.
_________________________________
Would you like some tea,
Mrs. Nesbitt?
_________________________________
(GASPS) Buzz!
_________________________________
It's so nice you could join us
on such late notice.
_________________________________
-Oh, no!
-What a lovely hat, Mrs. Nesbitt.
_________________________________
It goes quite well with your head.
_________________________________
(CLEARS THROAT,
IMITATING MOTHER) Hannah!
_________________________________
Oh, Hannah!
_________________________________
Mom? Please excuse me, ladies.
_________________________________
I'll be right back.
_________________________________
What is it, Mom?
Mom, where are you?
_________________________________
Buzz. Hey.
Buzz, are you okay?
_________________________________
Gone!
(SNIFFLES) It's all gone.
_________________________________
All of it's gone.
Bye-bye. Whoo-whoo. See ya.
_________________________________
What happened to you?
_________________________________
One minute you're defending
the whole galaxy.
_________________________________
And suddenly you find yourself
suckin' down Darjeeling with
_________________________________
Marie Antoinette
and her little sister.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
I think you've had
enough tea for today.
_________________________________
Let's get you outta here, Buzz.
_________________________________
Don't you get it?
You see the hat?
_________________________________
-I am Mrs. Nesbitt! Ha-ha-ha-ha!
-Snap out of it, Buzz!
_________________________________
(HYSTERICAL CHUCKLING,
SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
I-I-I-I'm sorry. I...
You're right.
_________________________________
I am just a little depressed.
That's all.
_________________________________
I can get through this.
_________________________________
-Oh, I'm a sham!
-Shh!
_________________________________
-Look at me.
-Quiet, Buzz.
_________________________________
I can't even fly out of a window.
_________________________________
The hat looked good?
Tell me the hat looked good.
_________________________________
-The apron is a bit much.
-"Out the window"!
_________________________________
Buzz, you're a genius!
_________________________________
-(CRYING)
-Come on, come on. This way.
_________________________________
Years of academy, training, wasted!
_________________________________
Ha, ha. B-3.
_________________________________
-Miss! G-6.
-Oh!
_________________________________
-You sunk it. Are you peeking?
-Heh, heh!
_________________________________
Oh, quit your whinin' and pay up.
No, no, not the ear.
_________________________________
-Give me the nose. Come on.
-How about three out of five?
_________________________________
(STRAINING) Hey, guys! Guys! Hey!
_________________________________
-Son of a building block. It's Woody.
-He's in the psycho's bedroom.
_________________________________
-Ha, ha! Hi!
-Everyone! It's Woody!
_________________________________
-Woody?
-You're kidding!
_________________________________
-Woody?
-Ha! We're gonna get outta here, Buzz.
_________________________________
Buzz?
_________________________________
(IMITATING AIRPLANE)
_________________________________
(SPUTTERING, CRASHING)
_________________________________
-Hey, look!
-Woody!
_________________________________
Oh, boy, am I glad
to see you guys.
_________________________________
-I knew you'd come back, Woody.
-What are you doin' over there?
_________________________________
It's a long story, Bo.
I'll explain later.
_________________________________
Here! Catch this!
_________________________________
BO PEEP: Ha!
_________________________________
-Whoa! I've got it, Woody.
-He got it, Woody.
_________________________________
Good goin', Slink. Now just,
just tie it on to somethin'.
_________________________________
Wait, wait, wait, wait. I got
a better idea. How 'bout we don't?
_________________________________
-Hey!
-Potato Head.
_________________________________
Did you all take stupid pills
this morning?
_________________________________
Have you forgotten
what he did to Buzz?
_________________________________
And now you wanna let him
back over here?
_________________________________
No! No, no, no, no, no! You got it...
You got it all wrong, Potato Head.
_________________________________
Buzz is fine. Buzz is right here.
He's with me!
_________________________________
-You are a liar!
-No, I'm not. Buzz, come over here.
_________________________________
Tell the nice toys that you're...
that you're not dead.
_________________________________
(GASPS, SPUTTERS) Just a sec!
_________________________________
Buzz, will you get up here
and give me a hand?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) That's very funny, Buzz.
_________________________________
-This is serious!
-REX: Hey, Woody! Where'd ya go?
_________________________________
MR. POTATO HEAD: He's lying.
Buzz ain't there.
_________________________________
Oh! Hi, Buzz!
_________________________________
Why don't you say hello
to the guys over there?
_________________________________
(AS BUZZ) Hiya, fellas!
To infinity and beyond!
_________________________________
Hey, look! It's Buzz!
_________________________________
Hey, Buzz, let's show the guys
our new secret best friends handshake.
_________________________________
Give me five, man!
_________________________________
Something's screwy here.
_________________________________
So you see we're friends now, guys.
Aren't we, Buzz?
_________________________________
(AS BUZZ) You bet.
Give me a hug.
_________________________________
Ho-ho! Boy, I love you too.
_________________________________
See? It is Buzz.
_________________________________
-Now give back the lights, Potato Head.
-Wait just a minute.
_________________________________
-What are you tryin' to pull?
-Nothing!
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-(GROUP MURMURING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTS, RETCHES)
_________________________________
-Oh, that is disgusting.
-Murderer!
_________________________________
-No! No, no, no, no, no!
-You murdering dog!
_________________________________
-It's not what you think. I swear!
-Save it for the jury.
_________________________________
I hope Sid pulls
your voice box out, ya creep.
_________________________________
No, no! No, no!
Don't leave! Don't leave!
_________________________________
Ya gotta help us, please! You don't
know what it's like over here!
_________________________________
Come on.
Let's get outta here.
_________________________________
Go back to your lives, citizens.
Show's over.
_________________________________
WOODY: Come back! Slink!
_________________________________
Slink! Please!
Please! Listen to me!
_________________________________
No! No! Come back!
_________________________________
Slinky!
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(THUMPING, CLATTERING)
_________________________________
Buzz! Go away!
_________________________________
You disgusting freaks!
Aaah!
_________________________________
All right, back!
Back, you cannibals! Aah! Oof!
_________________________________
He is still alive, and you're
not gonna get him, you monsters!
_________________________________
What are you doin'?
_________________________________
Hey. Hey, they fixed you.
_________________________________
But-But they're cannibals.
_________________________________
We saw them eat
those other toys.
_________________________________
(QUACKS)
_________________________________
Uh, sorry. I-I-I thought
that you were gonna...
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) You know,
you know, eat my friend.
_________________________________
WOODY: Hey, no, no, wait, hey!
_________________________________
-What's wrong?
-SID'S MOM: Sid?
_________________________________
SID: Not now, Mom!
I'm busy!
_________________________________
-Sid! Buzz, come on!
-SID'S MOM: You left that door open.
_________________________________
Get up! Use your legs! Fine!
Let Sid trash you! But don't blame me!
_________________________________
It came!
It finally came!
_________________________________
Ha, ha!
_________________________________
"The Big One."
_________________________________
"Extremely dangerous.
_________________________________
"Keep out of reach of children."
_________________________________
Cool!
What am I gonna blow?
_________________________________
Man. Hey, where's
that wimpy cowboy doll?
_________________________________
(BUZZ BUZZING)
_________________________________
Yes. I've always wanted
to put a spaceman into orbit.
_________________________________
-(TAPE UNREELING)
-SID: Heh, heh.
_________________________________
Now. Yes.
_________________________________
(SINISTER CHUCKLE)
_________________________________
-(THUNDERCLAP)
-Oh, no!
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
Oh, man!
_________________________________
Sid Phillips reporting.
_________________________________
Launch of the shuttle
has been delayed
_________________________________
due to adverse weather
conditions at the launch site.
_________________________________
Tomorrow's forecast, sunny.
_________________________________
(SINISTER CHUCKLE)
Sweet dreams.
_________________________________
(FOOTFALLS APPROACHING)
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM: I looked everywhere,
honey, but all I could find was your hat.
_________________________________
But what if we
leave them behind?
_________________________________
Oh, don't worry, honey.
_________________________________
I'm sure we'll find Woody and Buzz
before we leave tomorrow.
_________________________________
(DOOR CREAKS, CLOSES)
_________________________________
REX: (GASPS) I need air!
_________________________________
Will you quit movin' around?
_________________________________
I'm sorry. It's just that I get...
I get so nervous before I travel.
_________________________________
How did I get stuck
with you as a moving buddy?
_________________________________
Everyone else was picked.
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
BO PEEP: Oh, Woody.
_________________________________
If only you could see
how much Andy misses you.
_________________________________
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
Psst. Psst! Hey, Buzz!
_________________________________
Hey. Get over here and see if
you can get this toolbox off me.
_________________________________
Oh, come on, Buzz, I...
_________________________________
Buzz, I can't do this without you.
I need your help.
_________________________________
I can't help.
I can't help anyone.
_________________________________
Why, sure you can, Buzz.
You can get me outta here.
_________________________________
Then I'll get that rocket off you, and
we'll make a break for Andy's house.
_________________________________
Andy's house, Sid's house.
What's the difference?
_________________________________
Oh, Buzz. You've had a big fall.
You must not be thinking clearly.
_________________________________
No, Woody. For the first time
I am thinking clearly.
_________________________________
You were right all along.
I'm not a Space Ranger.
_________________________________
I'm just a toy, a stupid,
little, insignificant toy.
_________________________________
Whoa, hey, wait a minute.
_________________________________
Bein' a toy is a lot better
than bein' a, a Space Ranger.
_________________________________
-Yeah, right.
-No, it is.
_________________________________
Look, over in that house is a kid
who thinks you are the greatest.
_________________________________
And it's not because
you're a Space Ranger, pal.
_________________________________
It's because you're a toy.
You are his toy.
_________________________________
But why would Andy want me?
_________________________________
Why would Andy want you?
Look at you! You're a Buzz Lightyear.
_________________________________
Any other toy would give up
his moving parts just to be you.
_________________________________
You've got wings.
You glow in the dark. You talk!
_________________________________
Your helmet does
that, that, that whoosh thing.
_________________________________
You are a cool toy.
_________________________________
As a matter of fact,
you're too cool.
_________________________________
I mean, I mean, what chance
does a toy like me have
_________________________________
against a Buzz Lightyear
action figure?
_________________________________
All I can do is...
_________________________________
VOICE BOX:
There's a snake in my boots.
_________________________________
Why would Andy ever want
to play with me
_________________________________
when he's got you?
_________________________________
I'm the one that should be
strapped to that rocket.
_________________________________
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
Listen, Buzz, forget about me.
_________________________________
You should get outta here
while you can.
_________________________________
(CHIRPING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(CLATTERING)
_________________________________
Buzz? What are you doin'?
I thought you were...
_________________________________
Come on, sheriff. There's a kid
over in that house who needs us.
_________________________________
Now let's get you out of this thing.
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Yes, sir!
_________________________________
-(STRAINING)
-Come on, Buzz. We can do it.
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(ENGINE APPROACHING)
_________________________________
Woody, it's the moving van.
_________________________________
We gotta get outta here now.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Come on, Buzz.
_________________________________
All right. (GRUNTS)
_________________________________
-Hey, I'm out!
-Almost there.
_________________________________
(SPUTTERS)
I want to ride the pony.
_________________________________
-(SNORES)
-Phew.
_________________________________
Woody? Woody?
Are you all right?
_________________________________
I'm fine. I'm okay.
_________________________________
(RINGING)
_________________________________
(RINGING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(RINGING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(CLOCK CLATTERS ON FLOOR,
RINGING STOPS)
_________________________________
Oh, yeah!
Time for lift-off! Whoo!
_________________________________
To infinity and beyond!
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
(GROWLS, BARKS, SNARLING)
_________________________________
-Aah! Back, back.
-(BARKS, YELPS)
_________________________________
-Down, down!
-(BARKS)
_________________________________
Okay, what do I do?
Come on, Woody. Think.
_________________________________
(TOYS CLATTERING)
_________________________________
Guys!
_________________________________
No, no, no, no! Wait!
Wait. Listen, please.
_________________________________
There's a good toy down there, and he's
gonna be blown to bits in a few minutes.
_________________________________
All because of me.
We gotta save him.
_________________________________
And, uh...
But I need your help.
_________________________________
(TOY CREAKING)
_________________________________
Please. He's my friend.
_________________________________
And he's the only one I've got.
_________________________________
(TAPPING MORSE CODE)
_________________________________
-(TOY TRUMPETING)
-(TAPPING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
Thank you.
Okay, I think I know what to do.
_________________________________
We're gonna have
to break a few rules.
_________________________________
But if it works,
it'll help everybody.
_________________________________
(SIGHS)
_________________________________
(POUNDING)
_________________________________
SID: Houston to Mission Control.
Come in, Control.
_________________________________
Launch pad is being constructed.
_________________________________
-(GROWLS)
-WOODY: All right, listen up.
_________________________________
I need Pump Boy here,
Ducky here.
_________________________________
-Legs, you're with Ducky.
-(QUACKS)
_________________________________
RollerBob and I don't move
'til we get the signal. Clear?
_________________________________
-(QUACKS)
-Okay. Let's move!
_________________________________
(BARKS)
_________________________________
(BARKING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(QUACKS)
_________________________________
Wind the frog.
_________________________________
-(POP GOES THE WEASEL PLAYING)
-(DOG SNARLS)
_________________________________
-(CHITTERS)
-(FROG REVS)
_________________________________
(STRAINING)
_________________________________
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
-Wait for the signal.
-(FROG REVS)
_________________________________
(QUACKS, MUTTERS)
_________________________________
(MUTTERING)
_________________________________
(BLUBBERS)
_________________________________
-(RINGING)
-Go!
_________________________________
-(GROWLS)
-(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
-(BARKS)
-All right, let's go!
_________________________________
HANNAH: I'll get it!
_________________________________
Now!
_________________________________
-I'm coming. I'm coming.
-(RINGING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
-(QUACKS)
-(BARKING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
-(YELPS)
-Scud!
_________________________________
-(LAUGHING)
-(SNARLS)
_________________________________
-(BARKS)
-Stupid dog.
_________________________________
(BARKING CONTINUES)
_________________________________
Lean back!
_________________________________
SID: Uh, Mission Control, is
the launch pad construction complete?
_________________________________
Uh, roger. Rocket is now
secured to guide wire.
_________________________________
We are currently obtaining
the ignition sticks.
_________________________________
Countdown will commence
momentarily.
_________________________________
-Stand by.
-Let's go.
_________________________________
Hey, Ma! Where are the matches?
Oh, wait. Here they are. Never mind.
_________________________________
Woody! Great!
Help me outta this thing.
_________________________________
-Shh!
-What?
_________________________________
It's okay. Everything's under control.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Woody,
what are you doing?
_________________________________
Houston. All systems are go.
Requesting permission to launch...
_________________________________
Hey? How'd you get out here?
_________________________________
Oh, well. You and I
can have a cookout later.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Houston, do we have
permission to launch?
_________________________________
(IMITATING RADIO STATIC)
Uh, roger. Permission granted.
_________________________________
You are confirmed
at "T" minus ten seconds.
_________________________________
And counting.
Ten, nine,
_________________________________
eight, seven, six,
_________________________________
five, four, three, two,
_________________________________
one!
_________________________________
WOODY'S VOICE BOX:
Reach for the sky!
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
This town ain't big enough
for the two of us.
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
Somebody's poisoned the water hole.
_________________________________
-It's busted.
-Who are you callin' busted, buster?
_________________________________
-(WHIMPERS)
-That's right.
_________________________________
-I'm talking to you, Sid Phillips.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
We don't like bein' blown up, Sid,
_________________________________
or smashed or ripped apart.
_________________________________
-"We"?
-That's right! Your toys!
_________________________________
Mama!
_________________________________
Mama!
_________________________________
Mama! Mama!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(SQUEAKS)
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Aaah! (GASPS)
_________________________________
Aaah!
_________________________________
-(GASPS)
-Mama!
_________________________________
From now on, you must take
good care of your toys!
_________________________________
Because if you don't,
we'll find out, Sid.
_________________________________
We toys can see everything.
_________________________________
So play nice.
_________________________________
Aaah!
_________________________________
Ha-ha! We did it!
We did it! Ha-ha! Yes!
_________________________________
The toys!
The toys are alive!
_________________________________
N-Nice toy.
Aaah!
_________________________________
-(WHIMPERS)
-What's wrong, Sid?
_________________________________
-Don't you want to play with Sally?
-(SID SOBBING)
_________________________________
Nice work, fellows.
Good job.
_________________________________
Comin' out of the ground, what a touch.
That was a stroke of genius.
_________________________________
Woody.
_________________________________
-Thanks.
-(HORN HONKS)
_________________________________
ANDY'S MOM:
Everybody say, "Bye, house!"
_________________________________
-Woody! The van!
-ANDY: Bye, house.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
We gotta run! Thanks, guys!
_________________________________
(CAR DOOR SLIDES CLOSED)
_________________________________
(IGNITION STARTING)
_________________________________
-Quick!
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
Just go. I'll catch up.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(TRUCK APPROACHING)
_________________________________
BOTH: Aaah!
_________________________________
Come on!
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-You can do it, Woody!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS) I got it! Woo-hoo-hoo!
_________________________________
-(SCUD BARKING)
-I made it.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Aaah! Get away,
you stupid dog! Down!
_________________________________
-Down! Aah! Aah!
-Hold on, Woody!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS) I can't do it.
_________________________________
-(CLOTH RIPPING)
-Take care of Andy for me!
_________________________________
-No!
-(YELPS)
_________________________________
-Buzz!
-(SNARLING)
_________________________________
(SNARLING, BARKING)
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(SCUD BARKING)
_________________________________
-Ow!
-Are we there already?
_________________________________
-Woody?
-How did you...?
_________________________________
-How'd he get here?
-Where have you...?
_________________________________
-What happened?
-Ow!
_________________________________
-What's goin' on?
-What's he takin'?
_________________________________
Aha! There you are!
_________________________________
-Hey. What's he doing?
-(WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
-Aah!
-He's at it again!
_________________________________
-(BARKS)
-(HORN BEEPING)
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
Ha, ha, ha!
_________________________________
-Get him!
-Come on!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
(BARKING)
_________________________________
-(ROARS)
-Ah, ah, no, no!
_________________________________
(BARKS)
_________________________________
(BARKS)
_________________________________
No, no, no, no! Wait!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
_________________________________
-(BARKS)
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
(GROANS)
_________________________________
(BARKS, PANTS)
_________________________________
-Pig pile!
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Aaah!
_________________________________
(HORN HONKING,
TIRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
-(BARKING)
-(HORNS HONKING)
_________________________________
WOMAN: Get outta that car!
MAN: Move it!
_________________________________
Whew.
_________________________________
No! Please!
You don't understand!
_________________________________
Buzz is out there.
We gotta help him.
_________________________________
-No!
-Toss him overboard!
_________________________________
No, no, no!
Wait! Aah!
_________________________________
-Hooray!
-So long, Woody!
_________________________________
-(SIGHS)
-(HORN HONKING)
_________________________________
Aah!
_________________________________
Oh! Woody!
_________________________________
-Oh! Well, thanks for the ride.
-Look out!
_________________________________
Aaah!
_________________________________
-Now let's catch up to that truck.
-(BEEPS)
_________________________________
(CHATTERING, LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Guys! Guys! Woody's riding R.C.
_________________________________
-What?
-And Buzz is with him!
_________________________________
-(HORN BEEPING)
-It is Buzz!
_________________________________
Woody was telling the truth.
_________________________________
-What have we done?
-Great! Now I have guilt.
_________________________________
We're almost there!
_________________________________
Rocky, the ramp!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
Look out!
_________________________________
Quick! Hold onto my tail!
_________________________________
-Attaboy, Slink!
-Oh! Woody!
_________________________________
Woody! Speed up!
_________________________________
-Speed up!
-The batteries!
_________________________________
They're runnin' out!
_________________________________
SLINKY:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
_________________________________
Whoa! Aah!
_________________________________
TIMON AND PUMBAA:
Hakuna Matata
_________________________________
What a wonderful phrase
_________________________________
-(GIGGLES)
-Aaah!
_________________________________
-I can't hold on much longer.
-Slink! Hang on!
_________________________________
-Aaah!
-Ouch!
_________________________________
(MOURNING DOVE COOING)
_________________________________
Great!
_________________________________
Woody! The rocket!
_________________________________
The match! Yes!
_________________________________
Thank you, Sid!
_________________________________
(CAR APPROACHING)
_________________________________
No! No, no! No!
_________________________________
No! Oh, no!
_________________________________
No, no, no, no, no,
_________________________________
no!
_________________________________
(SOBS) No!
_________________________________
-Woody! What are you doing?
-Hold still, Buzz!
_________________________________
-Ha-ha! Ha-ha!
-You did it!
_________________________________
Next stop, Andy!
_________________________________
Wait a minute. I just lit a rocket.
Rockets explode!
_________________________________
(LIPS FLAPPING)
_________________________________
I should have held on longer.
_________________________________
Look! Look! It's Woody
and Buzz comin' up fast!
_________________________________
Woody!
_________________________________
REX: Aah! Take cover!
_________________________________
Aaah! This is the part
where we blow up!
_________________________________
Not today!
_________________________________
(FIREWORKS CRACKLING)
_________________________________
Aaah!
_________________________________
Hey, Buzz!
You're flyin'!
_________________________________
This isn't flying.
This is falling with style.
_________________________________
WOODY: Ha-ha-ha!
_________________________________
To infinity and beyond!
_________________________________
Uh, Buzz, we missed the truck.
_________________________________
We're not aiming for the truck.
_________________________________
(THUDDING)
_________________________________
Hey, wow!
_________________________________
-ANDY'S MOM: What? What is it?
-Woody! Buzz!
_________________________________
Oh, great, you found them.
Where were they?
_________________________________
-Here in the car!
-See?
_________________________________
Now, what'd I tell you?
Right where you left 'em.
_________________________________
(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
-Which one can I open first?
-Let's let Molly open one.
_________________________________
SARGE:
Frankincense, this is Myrrh.
_________________________________
Hey, heads up, everybody.
It's show time.
_________________________________
Whoa! It's time!
_________________________________
Ohh! Oh, Bo.
_________________________________
There's got to be a less painful way
to get my attention.
_________________________________
Merry Christmas, sheriff.
_________________________________
-Say, isn't that mistletoe?
-Mm-hmm.
_________________________________
-Ooh!
-(KISSING SOUNDS, BO GIGGLES)
_________________________________
Maybe Andy will get another dinosaur.
Like a leaf eater.
_________________________________
That way I could play the,
uh, dominant predator.
_________________________________
Quiet, everyone! Quiet!
_________________________________
SARGE: Molly's first present
is Mrs. Potato Head.
_________________________________
Repeat, a Mrs. Potato Head.
_________________________________
Way to go, Idaho!
_________________________________
Gee, I'd better shave.
_________________________________
-(RADIO WHINING)
-SARGE: Come in, Frankincense.
_________________________________
Andy is now opening
his first present.
_________________________________
-It's... (STATIC)
-Buzz. Buzz Lightyear,
_________________________________
-you are not worried, are you?
-SARGE: I can't quite...
_________________________________
-Me? No, no. Pfft.
-SARGE: Make out...
_________________________________
No. No, no, no, no. Mm-mm.
_________________________________
SARGE: A large box... It's-It's-It's...
_________________________________
-Are you?
-(CHUCKLES) Now, Buzz,
_________________________________
what could Andy possibly get
that is worse than you?
_________________________________
ANDY ON MONITOR:
Oh, what is it? What is it?
_________________________________
-(PUPPY BARKING)
-ANDY: Wow! A puppy!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
_________________________________
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
MOMMA: Henry, it's time.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Which one did you say moved?
_________________________________
The one on the left.
_________________________________
(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________
(COOING)
_________________________________
-Aw.
-Aw. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
You're a Poppa.
_________________________________
You're a momma.
_________________________________
(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
(POPPA CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
-Hmm?
-(LIBBY GIGGLES)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(POPPA CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
-(GASPS) You little sneak.
-(GIGGLES)
_________________________________
Hello, Libby.
_________________________________
-Libby.
-(COOING)
_________________________________
-(EGGS RUSTLING)
-(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________
(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________
Hmm?
_________________________________
(POPPA LAUGHS)
_________________________________
-Hello, Buck.
-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
He's got your eyes.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Get out of there,
you little prickle bush.
_________________________________
All right, this is gonna be a big one.
_________________________________
POPPA: Hmm?
_________________________________
Hello, Arlo.
_________________________________
(WHIMPERS)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Come on out.
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
Look at you.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Buck!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
(GASPS)
_________________________________
That's Clawtooth Mountain.
And this is our farm.
_________________________________
And we're all gonna
take care of it together.
_________________________________
_________________________________
(McQUEEN INHALING
AND EXHALING DEEPLY)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Okay... Here we go. Focus.
_________________________________
Speed. I am speed.
_________________________________
(CARS WHIZZING PAST)
_________________________________
One winner, 42 losers.
_________________________________
I eat losers for breakfast.
_________________________________
(CAR ACCELERATING)
_________________________________
Breakfast.
_________________________________
Wait, maybe I
should have had breakfast.
_________________________________
A little breck-y could be good for me.
No, no, no, stay focused. Speed.
_________________________________
(CARS WHIZZING)
_________________________________
I'm faster than fast. Quicker than quick.
_________________________________
I am lightning!
_________________________________
(POUNDING ON DOOR)
_________________________________
MACK: Hey, Lightning! You ready?
_________________________________
(REAL GONE PLAYING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Oh, yeah. Lightning's ready.
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVS)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERS)
_________________________________
Ka-chow!
_________________________________
(CARS ZOOMING)
_________________________________
(CARS WHOOSHING)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAM)
_________________________________
(ALL CHEER)
_________________________________
Get your antenna balls here!
_________________________________
Go, Lightnin'!
_________________________________
-Whoo!
-You got that right, slick. (WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(AIR WRENCH WHIRRING)
_________________________________
Uh!
_________________________________
(SCREAMS)
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVS)
_________________________________
CUTLASS:
Welcome back to the Dinoco 400.
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERS)
_________________________________
I'm Bob Cutlass, here
with my good friend, Darrell Cartrip.
_________________________________
We're midway through what may
be an historic day for racing.
_________________________________
Bob, my oil pressure's through the roof.
_________________________________
If this gets more exciting, they're
gonna have to tow me outta the booth!
_________________________________
Right, Darrell.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Three cars are tied
for the season points lead,
_________________________________
heading into the final race of the season.
_________________________________
And the winner of this race will win
the season title and the Piston Cup.
_________________________________
Does The King, Strip Weathers,
_________________________________
have one more victory in him
before retirement?
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's been Dinoco's
golden boy for years!
_________________________________
Can he win them one last Piston Cup?
_________________________________
CUTLASS: And, as always, in the
second place spot we find Chick Hicks.
_________________________________
He's been chasing
that tailfin his entire career.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Chick thought
this was his year.
_________________________________
His chance to finally emerge
from The King's shadow.
_________________________________
But the last thing he expected was...
Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: You know, I don't think
anybody expected this.
_________________________________
The rookie sensation
came into the season unknown.
_________________________________
But everyone knows him now.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Will he be the first rookie
to win a Piston Cup and land Dinoco?
_________________________________
CUTLASS: The legend, the runner-up,
and the rookie!
_________________________________
Three cars, one champion!
_________________________________
(BRAKES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
No, you don't.
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLING)
-Hey!
_________________________________
-(TIRES SQUEALING)
-(CROWD BOOING)
_________________________________
What a ride!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Go get 'em, McQueen! Go get 'em!
_________________________________
FEMALE: I love you, Lightning!
_________________________________
-Dinoco is all mine.
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
DARRELL: Trouble, turn three!
_________________________________
Get through that, McQueen.
_________________________________
CUTLASS:
Hugh crash behind the leaders!
_________________________________
(CROWD GASPS)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAMING)
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Wait a second, Darrell.
McQueen is in the wreckage.
_________________________________
DARRELL: There's no way the rookie
can make it through!
_________________________________
Not in one piece, that is.
_________________________________
(EXHALING)
_________________________________
Yeah!
_________________________________
Lightning! Oh!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Look at that!
McQueen made it through!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: A spectacular move
by Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
Yeah! Ka-chow!
 _________________________________
McQueen! McQueen! McQueen!
McQueen! McQueen! McQueen!
_________________________________
Yeah, McQueen! Ka-chow! (HONKING)
_________________________________
CUTLASS: While everyone
heads into the pits,
_________________________________
McQueen stays out to take the lead!
_________________________________
Don't take me out, coach. I can still race!
_________________________________
(AIR WRENCH WHIRRING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) What do you think?
A thing of beauty.
_________________________________
-McQueen made it!
-HICKS: What?
_________________________________
He's not pitting!
_________________________________
You gotta get me out there!
Let's go! Get me back out there!
_________________________________
McQueen's not going into the pits!
_________________________________
DARRELL: The rookie fired his
crew chief. The third this season!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Says he likes working alone.
_________________________________
Go, go!
_________________________________
Looks like Chick
got caught up in the pits.
_________________________________
Yeah, after a stop like that,
he's got a lot of ground to make up.
_________________________________
Get ready, boys,
we're coming to the restart!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERS)
_________________________________
Come on, come on, come on!
_________________________________
We need tires now! Come on, let's go!
_________________________________
-No, no, no, no! No tires, just gas!
-CHUCK: What?
_________________________________
You need tires, you idiot!
_________________________________
DARRELL: Looks like it's
gas-and-go's for McQueen today.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Right. No tires again.
_________________________________
DARRELL: That's a short-term gain,
long-term loss,
_________________________________
but it's workin' for him. He obviously
knows somethin' we don't know.
_________________________________
(CARS WHIZZING)
_________________________________
CUTLASS: This is it, Darrell.
_________________________________
One lap to go and Lightning McQueen
has a huge lead.
_________________________________
He's got it in the bag.
Call in the dogs and put out the fire!
_________________________________
We're gonna crown us a new champion!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERS AND WHISTLES)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-Checkered flag, here I come!
-(TIRE BLOWS)
_________________________________
DARRELL: No! McQueen's blown a tire!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: And with only one turn
to go! Can he make it?
_________________________________
-You fool!
-(GRUNTS)
_________________________________
MALE: McQueen's blown a tire!
He's blown a tire!
_________________________________
Go, go, go!
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-(TIRE BLOWS)
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's lost another tire!
_________________________________
-King and Chick come up fast!
-CUTLASS: They're entering turn 3!
_________________________________
Come on. (GRUNTING)
_________________________________
I don't believe what I'm watching, Bob!
_________________________________
Lightning McQueen
is 100 feet from his Piston Cup!
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(GROWLING)
_________________________________
CUTLASS: The King and Chick
rounding turn four.
_________________________________
DARRELL: Down the stretch they come!
And it's, and it's...
_________________________________
-It's too close to call! Too close!
-I don't believe it!
_________________________________
Lightning!
_________________________________
CUTLASS:
The most spectacular, amazing...
_________________________________
DARRELL: I don't believe it!
_________________________________
unequivocally, unbelievable ending
in the history of the world!
_________________________________
-And we don't know who won!
-Look at that!
_________________________________
(TAPE JITTERING)
_________________________________
(SLOW MOTION DRONE)
_________________________________
MALE 1: That's very close to call.
MALE 2: Can we play that again?
_________________________________
Hey, no cameras! Get outta here!
_________________________________
We're here in Victory Lane,
awaiting the results.
_________________________________
McQueen, that was a risky move,
not taking tires.
_________________________________
Tell me about it!
_________________________________
Are you sorry you didn't have
a crew chief out there?
_________________________________
Oh, Kori. There's a lot more to racing
than just winning.
_________________________________
I mean, taking the race by a full lap...
Where's the entertainment in that?
_________________________________
I wanted to give folks a little sizzle.
_________________________________
-Sizzle?
-Am I sorry I don't have a crew chief?
_________________________________
No, I'm not. 'Cause I'm a one-man show.
_________________________________
What? Oh, yeah, right.
_________________________________
That was a confident
Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
Live from Victory Lane,
I'm Kori Turbowitz.
_________________________________
-Get outta the shot.
-Yo, Chuck.
_________________________________
Chuck, what are you doing?
You're blockin' the camera!
_________________________________
-Everyone wants to see the bolt.
-What?
_________________________________
-Now, back away.
-That's it! Come on, guys.
_________________________________
-Whoa, team! Where are you going?
-We quit, Mr. One-Man Show!
_________________________________
Oh, okay, leave. Fine.
_________________________________
How will I ever find anyone else
who knows how to fill me up with gas?
_________________________________
(CROWD LAUGHS)
_________________________________
-Adiós, Chuck!
-And my name is not Chuck!
_________________________________
Oh, whatever.
_________________________________
Hey, Lightning! Yo! McQueen!
_________________________________
Seriously, that was some
pretty darn nice racin' out there.
_________________________________
-By me!
Oh, yeah.
_________________________________
-Zinger!
-Welcome to the Chick era, baby!
_________________________________
The Piston Cup...
It's mine, dude. It's mine.
_________________________________
Hey, fellas, how do you think
I'd look in Dinoco blue? Dinoco blue!
_________________________________
In your dreams, Thunder.
_________________________________
Yeah, right. Thunder?
What's he talkin' about, "Thunder"?
_________________________________
You know, 'cause thunder
always comes after lightning.
_________________________________
Ka-ping! Ka-pow!
_________________________________
-Who knew about the thunder thing?
-I didn't.
_________________________________
-Give us the bolt!
-That's right.
_________________________________
Right in the lens.
_________________________________
-Show me the bolt, baby!
-Smile, McQueen!
_________________________________
-Show me the bolt, McQueen!
-That's it!
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
(CROWD CHATTERING)
_________________________________
That was one close finish.
You sure made Dinoco proud.
_________________________________
Thank you, King.
_________________________________
Well, Tex, you've been
good to me all these years.
_________________________________
It's the least I could do.
_________________________________
Whatever happens, you're a winner
to me, you old daddy rabbit.
_________________________________
Thanks, dear.
Wouldn't be nothing without you.
_________________________________
Kch-i-ka-chow!
_________________________________
-I'm Mia.
-I'm Tia.
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BOTH: We're, like, your biggest fans!
Ka-chow!
_________________________________
I love being me.
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-POLICE: Okay, girls, that's it.
-We love you, Lightning!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
Hey, buddy. You're one gutsy racer.
_________________________________
Oh, hey, Mr. The King.
_________________________________
You got more talent in one lug nut
_________________________________
than a lot of cars has got
in their whole body.
_________________________________
-Really? Oh, that...
-But you're stupid.
_________________________________
-Excuse me?
-This ain't a one-man deal, kid.
_________________________________
You need to wise up and get
a good crew chief and a good team.
_________________________________
You ain't gonna win
unless you got good folks behind you,
_________________________________
(VOICE DWINDLING) and you let them
do their job, like they should.
_________________________________
-Like I tell the boys at the shop...
-A good team.
_________________________________
-Yeah...
-(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
Ka-chow! Ka-pow!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(CHEERING)
_________________________________
Oh, Lightning!
_________________________________
If you figure that out
you just gonna be okay.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah, that...
That is spectacular advice.
_________________________________
Thank you, Mr. The King.
_________________________________
-(FANFARE)
-CUTLASS: Ladies and gentlemen,
_________________________________
for the first time in Piston Cup history...
_________________________________
(REVVING) A rookie
has won the Piston Cup.
_________________________________
Yes!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: ...we have a three-way tie.
_________________________________
-(CROWD CHEERS)
-(CAMERAS FLASH)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Hey,
that must be really embarrassing.
_________________________________
But I wouldn't worry about it.
Because I didn't do it!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Piston Cup officials
have determined that a tiebreaker race
_________________________________
between the three leaders
will be held in California in one week.
_________________________________
Well, thank you! Thanks to
all of you out there! Thank you!
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) Hey, first one to
California gets Dinoco all to himself.
_________________________________
No, not me!
No, you rock, and you know that!
_________________________________
Oh, yeah! Whoo!
_________________________________
MALE: Yep! All right! Got it!
_________________________________
"First one to California
gets Dinoco all to himself."
_________________________________
Oh, we'll see who gets there first, Chick.
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
-Hey, kid! Congrats on the tie.
-I don't want to talk about it.
_________________________________
Let's go, Mack. Saddle up.
What'd you do with my trailer?
_________________________________
-I parked it at your sponsor's tent.
-What?
_________________________________
Gotta make your personal appearance.
_________________________________
No. No! No, no, no, no!
_________________________________
Yes, yes, yes! Lightning McQueen here.
_________________________________
And I use Rust-eze Medicated Bumper
Ointment, new rear end formula!
_________________________________
Nothing soothes a rusty bumper
like Rust-eze.
_________________________________
Wow! Look at that shine!
_________________________________
Use Rust-eze and you too
can look like me!
_________________________________
Ka-chow!
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
I met this car from Swampscott.
_________________________________
He was so rusty
he didn't even cast a shadow.
_________________________________
-You could see his dirty undercarriage.
-(CROWD LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(GROANING) I hate rusty cars.
This is not good for my image.
_________________________________
They did give you your big break.
Besides, it's in your contract.
_________________________________
Oh, will you stop, please?
Just go get hooked up.
_________________________________
-Winter is a grand old time.
-Of this there are no ifs or buts.
_________________________________
DUSTY: But remember,
all that salt and grime...
_________________________________
Can rust your bolts and freeze your...
_________________________________
Hey, look! There he is!
_________________________________
Our almost champ!
_________________________________
DUSTY: Get your rear end in here.
_________________________________
MALE 2: Lightning McQueen,
you are wicked fast!
_________________________________
-That race was a pisser!
-You were booking!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Give me a little room.
-You're my hero!
_________________________________
Yes, I know. (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
"Fred." Fred, thank you.
_________________________________
He knows my name.
He knows my name!
_________________________________
Looking good, Freddie!
_________________________________
Thanks to you, Lightning,
we had a banner year!
_________________________________
We might clear enough
to buy you some headlights.
_________________________________
You saying he doesn't have headlights?
_________________________________
That's what I'm telling ya.
They're stickers!
_________________________________
Well, you know,
racecars don't need headlights,
_________________________________
because the track is always lit.
_________________________________
Yeah, well, so is my brother,
but he still needs headlights.
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(FORCED LAUGHTER)
_________________________________
-Ladies and gentlemen...
-BOTH: Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
(CRICKETS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
MALE: Free Bird!
_________________________________
You know, the Rust-eze Medicated
Bumper Ointment team
_________________________________
ran a great race today.
_________________________________
And remember, with a little Rust-eze...
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) And an insane
amount of luck,
_________________________________
...you too, can look like me. Ka-chow.
_________________________________
-Hey, kid.
-We love ya.
_________________________________
And we're looking forward
to another great year.
_________________________________
Just like this year!
_________________________________
Not on your life.
_________________________________
-Don't drive like my brother!
-Yeah, don't drive like my brother!
_________________________________
California, here we come!
_________________________________
Dinoco, here we come!
_________________________________
(LIFE IS A HIGHWAY PLAYING)
_________________________________
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
_________________________________
(PHONE RINGING)
_________________________________
(MOANING) Oh... Oh...
Uh, I needed this. Hello?
_________________________________
HARV: Is this Lightning McQueen,
the world's fastest racing machine?
_________________________________
Is this Harv, the world's greatest agent?
_________________________________
HARV: And it is such an honor
to be your agent
_________________________________
that it almost hurts me to take
10% of your winnings.
_________________________________
Merchandising.
And ancillary rights in perpetuity.
_________________________________
Anyway, what a race, champ!
_________________________________
I didn't see it,
but I heard you were great.
_________________________________
Thanks, Harv.
_________________________________
HARV: Listen, they're giving you 20
tickets for the tiebreaker thing in Cali.
_________________________________
I'll pass 'em on to your friends.
Shoot me the names.
_________________________________
-You let Harv rock it for you, baby.
-Right. Friends.
_________________________________
Yes, there's...
_________________________________
HARV: Okay, I get it, Mr. Popular.
_________________________________
So many you can't even narrow it down.
Hey, when you get to town,
_________________________________
you better make time
for your best friend!
_________________________________
Break bread
with your mischpoche here!
_________________________________
That'd be great! We should totally...
_________________________________
HARV: Okay, I gotta jump, kid.
Let me know how it goes. I'm out.
_________________________________
-(DIAL TONE HUMS)
-(SIGHING)
_________________________________
-(MELODIC BEEPING)
-(WHEELS SQUEAKING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: What? A minivan?
_________________________________
Come on, you're in the slow lane.
_________________________________
This is Lightning McQueen
you're hauling here.
_________________________________
Just stopping off
for a quick breather, kid.
_________________________________
-Old Mack needs a rest.
-Absolutely not.
_________________________________
We're driving all night till we
get to California. We agreed to it.
_________________________________
All night? May I remind you
federal DOT regs state...
_________________________________
Come on, I need to get there
before Chick and hang with Dinoco.
_________________________________
MACK: (GROANS)
All those sleeping trucks.
_________________________________
Hey, kid, I don't know if I can make it.
_________________________________
Oh, sure you can, Mack.
_________________________________
Look, it'll be easy. I'll stay up with you.
_________________________________
-All night?
-All night long.
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(ENGINES SLOWING)
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(BLUBBERING)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(SNORING) Uh!
_________________________________
(BLUBBERING)
_________________________________
-(RAP MUSIC PLAYING)
-(ENGINES REVVING)
_________________________________
(SNIFFING) Ah-choo!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-Hey, yo, D.J.
-What up?
_________________________________
-We got ourselves a nodder.
-(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
(SONGBIRD PLAYING)
_________________________________
Pretty music. (SNORING)
_________________________________
Yo, Wingo! Lane change, man.
_________________________________
-Right back at ya!
-Yeah!
_________________________________
-Oops! I missed.
-You going on vacation?
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGH)
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLING)
-(SNIFFLING)
_________________________________
-Oh, no, Snotrod...
-He's gonna blow!
_________________________________
Ah... Ah... Ah-choo!
_________________________________
Gesundheit!
_________________________________
One should never drive while drowsy.
_________________________________
-(TIRES SQUEALING)
-(HORNS HONKING)
_________________________________
-(HONKING LOUDLY)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-Uh! Ah!
-(ALL HONKING)
_________________________________
(BREATHING HEAVILY) Mack!
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-(HORNS HONKING)
_________________________________
Mack!
_________________________________
Mack!
_________________________________
Hey, Mack! Mack!
_________________________________
Mack!
_________________________________
Mack, wait for me! (ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
(TIRES SQUEALING)
_________________________________
Mack!
_________________________________
(BELL RINGING)
_________________________________
(HORN BELLOWING)
_________________________________
Mack! Mack!
_________________________________
Mack! Mack!
_________________________________
Wait up! (COUGHING) Mack.
_________________________________
Mack! Mack!
_________________________________
You're not Mack.
_________________________________
Mack? I ain't no Mack!
I'm a Peterbilt, for dang sake!
_________________________________
PETERBILT:
Turn on your lights, you moron!
_________________________________
Mack... The Interstate!
_________________________________
(TIRES SQUEALING)
_________________________________
-(ENGINE ROARING)
-Huh?
_________________________________
Not in my town, you don't.
_________________________________
(SIREN WAILING)
_________________________________
Oh, no.
_________________________________
-Oh, maybe he can help me!
-(SHERIFF BACKFIRING)
_________________________________
He's shooting at me!
Why is he shooting at me?
_________________________________
(BACKFIRING)
_________________________________
I haven't gone this fast in years.
_________________________________
(GRUNTING) I'm gonna
blow a gasket or somethin'.
_________________________________
Serpentine! Serpentine, serpentine!
_________________________________
What in the blue blazes?
_________________________________
Crazy hot-rodder.
_________________________________
(SIREN CONTINUES WAILING)
_________________________________
(MY HEART WOULD KNOW PLAYING)
_________________________________
(BUZZING)
_________________________________
(WATER HOSE TURNING ON)
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
I'm telling you, man,
every third blink is slower.
_________________________________
The sixties weren't good to you,
were they?
_________________________________
(CAR BACKFIRES)
_________________________________
(SIRENS BLASTING)
_________________________________
What? That's not the Interstate!
_________________________________
-(SHERIFF BACKFIRES)
-Ah! Oh!
_________________________________
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-(TIRES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
No, no, no, no, no, no!
_________________________________
Ow!
_________________________________
I'm not the only one seeing this, right?
_________________________________
-Incoming!
-Whoa, man.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: No!
-Hey!
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
_________________________________
My tires!
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
-(SCREAMING)
-(GASPING)
_________________________________
-(TIRES SQUEALING)
-(CABLES VIBRATING)
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
(SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(McQUEEN SCREAMING)
_________________________________
-(CABLES WHIZZING)
-(STRAINING)
_________________________________
Fly away, Stanley. Be free!
_________________________________
(GASPING)
_________________________________
(SHERIFF BREATHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________
Boy, you're in a heap of trouble.
_________________________________
(SIGHING)
_________________________________
We're live at the Los Angeles
International Speedway
_________________________________
as the first competitor,
Lightning McQueen,
_________________________________
is arriving at the track.
_________________________________
MALE 1: Is it true
he's gonna pose for Cargirl?
_________________________________
MALE 2: What's your strategy?
_________________________________
-(CROWD GASPS)
-(CAMERAS CLICKING)
_________________________________
What? Did I forget
to wipe my mud flaps?
_________________________________
McQueen's driver arrived in California,
but McQueen was missing.
_________________________________
-McQueen was reported missing
-MALE 3: ...to race an unprecedented...
_________________________________
MALE 4: Sponsor stated
they have no idea where he is.
_________________________________
(SPEAKING JAPANESE)
_________________________________
I hope Lightning's okay. I'd hate
to see anything bad happen to him.
_________________________________
I don't know what's harder to find,
McQueen or a chief who'll work with him!
_________________________________
(GERMAN ACCENT) Lightning
McQueen must be found at all costs!
_________________________________
They're all asking the same question,
Where is McQueen?
_________________________________
(GROANING) Oh, boy.
_________________________________
Where am I?
_________________________________
-Mornin', sleepin' beauty!
-Ah!
_________________________________
Boy, I was wonderin'
when you was gonna wake up.
_________________________________
Take whatever you want!
Just don't hurt me!
_________________________________
A parking boot?
Why do I have a parking boot on?
_________________________________
-What's going on here? Please!
-MATER: (CHUCKLING) You're funny.
_________________________________
I like you already. My name's Mater.
_________________________________
Mater?
_________________________________
Yeah, like "tuh-mater,"
but without the "tuh".
_________________________________
-What's your name?
-You don't know my name?
_________________________________
Uh...
_________________________________
No, I know your name.
Is your name Mater too?
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
Look, I need to get to California
as fast as possible. Where am I?
_________________________________
Where are you? Shoot!
_________________________________
You're in Radiator Springs.
_________________________________
The cutest little town
in Carburetor County.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Oh, great. Just great!
_________________________________
MATER: Well, if you think that's great,
you should see the rest of the town.
_________________________________
You know,
I'd love to see the rest of the town!
_________________________________
So if you could just open the gate,
take this boot off,
_________________________________
you and me, we go cruisin',
check out the local scene...
_________________________________
-Dad-gum!
-How'd that be, Tuhmater?
_________________________________
-Cool!
-SHERIFF: Mater!
_________________________________
What did I tell you
about talkin' to the accused?
_________________________________
To not to.
_________________________________
Well, quit your yappin' and tow this
delinquent road hazard to traffic court.
_________________________________
Well, we'll talk later, Mater.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) "Later, Mater."
That's funny!
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
SHERIFF: The Radiator Springs
Traffic Court will come to order!
_________________________________
Hey, you scratched my paint!
I oughta take a blowtorch to you, man!
_________________________________
You broke-a the road!
You a very bad car!
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Fascist!
SARGE: Commie!
_________________________________
Officer, talk to me, babe.
How long is this gonna take?
_________________________________
I gotta get to California, pronto.
_________________________________
Where's your lawyer?
_________________________________
(SCOFFS) I don't know. Tahiti maybe.
He's got a timeshare there.
_________________________________
When a defendant has no lawyer,
the court will assign one to him. Hey!
_________________________________
Anyone want to be his lawyer?
_________________________________
Shoot, I'll do it, Sheriff!
_________________________________
All rise!
The Honorable Doc Hudson presiding.
_________________________________
Show-off.
_________________________________
-May Doc have mercy on your soul.
-(DOOR BANGING)
_________________________________
-(GASPING)
-HUDSON: All right,
_________________________________
I wanna know who's responsible
for wreckin' my town, Sheriff.
_________________________________
I want his hood on a platter!
_________________________________
I'm gonna put him in jail till he rots!
No, check that.
_________________________________
I'm gonna put him in jail
till the jail rots on top of him,
_________________________________
and then I'm gonna move him
to a new jail and let that jail rot.
_________________________________
I'm...
_________________________________
Throw him out of here, Sheriff.
_________________________________
I want him out of my courtroom.
I want him out of our town!
_________________________________
-Case dismissed.
-Yes!
_________________________________
Boy, I'm purty good
at this lawyerin' stuff.
_________________________________
Sorry I'm late, Your Honor!
_________________________________
Holy Porsche!
She's gotta be from my attorney's office.
_________________________________
Hey, thanks for comin', but we're all set.
_________________________________
He's letting me go.
_________________________________
He's letting you go?
_________________________________
Yeah, your job's pretty easy today.
_________________________________
All you have to do now is stand there
and let me look at you.
_________________________________
Listen, I'm gonna cut to the chase.
Me, you, dinner. Pi-cha-kow!
_________________________________
-What the? Ow! Oh!
-McQUEEN: Ka-chow!
_________________________________
Please! (SIGHS)
_________________________________
I know. I get that reaction a lot.
_________________________________
I create feelings in others that
they themselves don't understand.
_________________________________
-(REVVING)
-Agh! Ow!
_________________________________
Oh, I'm sorry. Did I scare you?
_________________________________
A little bit, but I'll be all right.
_________________________________
Okay. I'm gonna go talk to the judge.
_________________________________
Do what you gotta do, baby.
But listen. Be careful.
_________________________________
Folks around here are not firing on
all cylinders, if you know what I mean.
_________________________________
Ka-ching!
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
I'll keep that in mind.
_________________________________
-Hey there, Mater.
-Howdy, Sally.
_________________________________
-Hi, folks!
-ALL: Good morning!
_________________________________
You know her?
_________________________________
She's the town attorney and my fiancée.
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
Nah, I'm just kiddin'.
She just likes me for my body.
_________________________________
You look great. You do something
different with your side view mirrors?
_________________________________
What do you want, Sally?
_________________________________
(SIGHING) Come on, make this guy
fix the road. The town needs this.
_________________________________
No. I know his type. Racecar.
_________________________________
That's the last thing this town needs.
_________________________________
Okay, I didn't want to have to do this,
Doc, but you leave me no choice.
_________________________________
Fellow citizens, you're all aware
of our town's proud history.
_________________________________
Here she goes again.
_________________________________
Radiator Springs, the glorious jewel
_________________________________
strung on the necklace
of Route 66, the mother road!
_________________________________
It is our job and our pleasure
to take care of the travelers
_________________________________
on our stretch of that road.
_________________________________
Travelers? What travelers?
_________________________________
Ignore him.
_________________________________
But how, I ask you,
are we to care for those travelers
_________________________________
if there is no road for them to drive on?
_________________________________
-Luigi, what do you have at your store?
-Tires.
_________________________________
And if no one can get to you?
_________________________________
I won't sell any tires.
I will lose everything!
_________________________________
-Flo, what do you have at your store?
-I have gas.
_________________________________
-Lotsa gas!
-Okay, boys, stay with me.
_________________________________
And, Flo, what'll happen if no one
can come to your station to buy gas?
_________________________________
I'll go outta business and
we'll have to leave town.
_________________________________
What's gonna happen if Flo
leaves town and closes her station?
_________________________________
-ALL: Without gas, we're done for!
-What?
_________________________________
Don't you think the car responsible
should fix our road?
_________________________________
The only guy strong enough
to fix that road is Big Al!
_________________________________
Lizzie, Big Al left like, 15 years ago.
_________________________________
Then why are you bringing
him up, you lemon?
_________________________________
Oh, he can do it.
He's got the horsepower.
_________________________________
So, what do you want him to do?
_________________________________
ALL: Fix the road!
_________________________________
-Because we are a town worth fixing!
-Yeah!
_________________________________
(ALL CHEER)
_________________________________
(HONKING) Order in the court!
_________________________________
Seems like my mind
has been changed for me.
_________________________________
-ALL: Yeah!
-No!
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Nice ruling.
_________________________________
Oh, I am so not taking you to dinner.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) That's okay, Stickers.
You can take Bessie.
_________________________________
Man, you get to work with Bessie!
_________________________________
I'd give my left two lug nuts
for somethin' like that.
_________________________________
Bessie? Who's Bessie?
_________________________________
(GURGLING)
_________________________________
This here is Bessie,
finest road-pavin' machine ever built.
_________________________________
I'm hereby sentencing you
to community service.
_________________________________
You're gonna fix the road
under my supervision.
_________________________________
What? This place is crazy!
_________________________________
I know this may be a bad time right now,
_________________________________
but you owe me $32,000 in legal fees.
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
We're gonna hitch you up to Bessie,
and you're gonna pull her nice.
_________________________________
You gotta be kidding me.
_________________________________
You start there where the road begins.
_________________________________
You finish down there
where the road ends.
_________________________________
MATER: Holy shoot!
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
How long is this gonna take?
_________________________________
Well, fella does it right,
should take him about five days.
_________________________________
Five days?
_________________________________
But I should be in California
schmoozing Dinoco right now!
_________________________________
Then if I were you,
I'd quit yappin' and start workin'!
_________________________________
-Hook him up, Mater.
-Okay-dokey.
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(TIRES SQUEALING)
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Freedom!
_________________________________
Maybe I should've
hooked him up to Bessie...
_________________________________
And then... Then took the boot off.
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
Goodbye, Radiator Springs,
and goodbye, Bessie!
_________________________________
California, here I come! Yeah!
_________________________________
Oh, feel that wind.
_________________________________
Yes!
_________________________________
(SPUTTERING)
_________________________________
No. No, no, no.
_________________________________
No, no, no, no, no. Outta gas?
_________________________________
How can I be outta gas?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Boy, we ain't
as dumb as you think we are.
_________________________________
(STUTTERING) But how did,
how did you...
_________________________________
We siphoned your gas
while you were passed out.
_________________________________
-Ka-chow.
-Ow, ow, ow, ow.
_________________________________
-Gentlemen.
-Sheriff.
_________________________________
Hey, Sheriff.
_________________________________
-Why here?
-Sono sempre stati qui.
_________________________________
-They were better before.
-Stai sempre a parlare.
_________________________________
-Guido!
-Red, can you move over?
_________________________________
I want to get a look at that sexy hot rod.
_________________________________
You know, I used to be
a purty good whistler.
_________________________________
I can't do it now, of course,
on account of sometimes
_________________________________
I get fluid built up in my engine block,
_________________________________
but Doc said he's gonna fix it.
He can fix about anything.
_________________________________
That's why we made him the judge.
_________________________________
Boy, you shoulda heard me on
Giddy-up, Oom Papa Mow Mow.
_________________________________
Now, I'm not one to brag
_________________________________
but people come purty far
to see me get low on the "Mow-Mow".
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
-Aw, man, that's just great!
-Hey, what's wrong?
_________________________________
My lucky sticker's all dirty.
_________________________________
Ah, that ain't nothin'. I'll clean it for ya.
_________________________________
(SNORTING)
_________________________________
(HACKING)
_________________________________
No, no, no!
_________________________________
That won't be necessary.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Hey! Hey, big fella!
Yeah, you in the red!
_________________________________
I could use a little hose down.
Help me wash this off.
_________________________________
Where's he goin'?
_________________________________
Oh, he's a little bit shy, and
he hates you for killin' his flowers.
_________________________________
I shouldn't put up with this.
_________________________________
I'm a precision instrument
of speed and aerodynamics.
_________________________________
-You hurt your what?
-I'm a very famous racecar!
_________________________________
You are a famous racecar?
A real racecar?
_________________________________
Yes, I'm a real racecar.
What do you think? Look at me.
_________________________________
I have followed racing my entire life.
My whole life!
_________________________________
Then you know who I am.
I'm Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
-Lightning McQueen?
-Yes! Yes!
_________________________________
I must scream it to the world!
_________________________________
My excitement from the top
of someplace very high!
_________________________________
-Do you know many Ferraris?
-No, no, no, no, no.
_________________________________
They race on the European circuit.
I'm in the Piston Cup!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: What?
-Luigi follow only the Ferraris.
_________________________________
Is that what I think it is?
_________________________________
SALLY: Customers.
_________________________________
Customers!
Customers, everyone! Customers!
_________________________________
-SALLY: Okay!
-Customers?
_________________________________
SALLY: Been a long time.
Remember what we rehearsed.
_________________________________
Make sure your
"Open, please come in" signs are out.
_________________________________
You all know what to do.
All right, nobody panics. Here we go!
_________________________________
Van, I just don't see
any on-ramp anywhere.
_________________________________
-Minny, I know exactly where we are.
-Yeah, we're in the middle of nowhere.
_________________________________
-Honey, please.
-SALLY: Hello.
_________________________________
Welcome to Radiator Springs,
gateway to Ornament Valley.
_________________________________
Legendary for its service and hospitality.
_________________________________
How can we help you?
_________________________________
-We don't need anything, thank you.
-Ask for directions to the Interstate.
_________________________________
There's no need to ask for directions.
I know where we're going.
_________________________________
He did the same thing
on our trip to Shakopee.
_________________________________
We were headed over there
for the Crazy Days, and we...
_________________________________
-Okay. Really. We're just peachy, okay?
-What you really need
_________________________________
is the sweet taste
of my homemade, organic fuel.
_________________________________
No, it doesn't agree with my tank.
_________________________________
-Just trying to find the Interstate.
-Good to see you, soldier!
_________________________________
Come on by Sarge's Surplus Hut
for your government surplus needs.
_________________________________
-Honey, surplus!
-We have too much surplus.
_________________________________
I do have a map
over at the Cozy Cone Motel.
_________________________________
And if you stay, we offer a free
Lincoln Continental breakfast.
_________________________________
Honey, she's got a map.
_________________________________
I don't need a map! I have the GPS.
_________________________________
Never need a map again, thank you.
_________________________________
How 'bout somethin' to drink?
_________________________________
Stop at Flo's V-Eight Café.
Finest fuel on Route 66.
_________________________________
No we just topped off.
_________________________________
And if you need tires,
stop by Luigi's Casa Della Tires,
_________________________________
home of the Leaning Tower of Tires.
_________________________________
-We're trying to find the Interstate.
-But you do need a paint job.
_________________________________
Ramone will paint you up right.
Hey, anything you want!
_________________________________
-You know, like a flame job.
-No thanks...
_________________________________
Maybe ghost flames!
_________________________________
You like old school pinstripin'?
Von Dutch style?
_________________________________
(BOTH GASP)
_________________________________
Oh, honey, look. Von Dutch.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Okay, no.
We're gonna be going now, okay?
_________________________________
Ow!
_________________________________
(LAUGHS) A little somethin'
to remember us by, okay?
_________________________________
-Okay!
-Come back soon, okay?
_________________________________
I mean, you know where we are!
Tell your friends!
_________________________________
VAN: Okay! Yes. You bet.
_________________________________
Thanks again, folks. Bye-bye now.
_________________________________
Psst! Psst! Hey! Hey, hey, hey!
_________________________________
I know how to get to the Interstate!
_________________________________
Do ya?
_________________________________
-Minny, no.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
_________________________________
No, not really. But listen.
_________________________________
I'm Lightning McQueen, famous racecar.
I'm being held here against my will.
_________________________________
I need you to call my team,
so they can come rescue me
_________________________________
and get me to California in time for me
to win the Piston Cup. Understand?
_________________________________
-(LOCKS BEEPING)
-McQUEEN: No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
_________________________________
No, it's the truth! I'm telling you!
You gotta help me! Don't leave me here!
_________________________________
I'm in hillbilly hell!
My IQ's dropping by the second!
_________________________________
I'm becoming one of them!
_________________________________
-(McQUEEN ECHOES)
-(SIGHING)
_________________________________
Okay, don't worry.
They know where we are now.
_________________________________
They'll tell friends. You'll see.
_________________________________
MALE DJ: We'll be back
for our Hank Williams marathon...
_________________________________
-That's good.
-...after a Piston Cup update.
_________________________________
KORI: Still no sign
of Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
Chick arrived in California
_________________________________
and today became the first car
to spend practice time on the track.
_________________________________
HICKS: It's nice to get out here
before the other competitors.
_________________________________
You know, get a head start.
Gives me an edge.
_________________________________
(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Hoo-hoo-hoo!
_________________________________
Ha-ha!
_________________________________
Yeah!
_________________________________
(CROWD SHOUTING AND CHEERING)
_________________________________
(GIRLS CHATTERING AND GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Hey, McQueen, eat your heart out.
_________________________________
(GASPING) Oh! Let me get this straight.
_________________________________
I can go when this road is done.
That's the deal, right?
_________________________________
-That's what they done did said.
-Okay. Outta my way.
_________________________________
I got a road to finish.
_________________________________
-(GRUNTING)
-(REVVING)
_________________________________
-He's done!
-Done?
_________________________________
-Uh-huh.
-It's only been an hour.
_________________________________
Ah, I'm done. Look, I'm finished.
_________________________________
Say thanks, and I'll be on my way.
That's all you gotta say.
_________________________________
MATER: Whee-hoo!
I'm the first one on the new road!
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
(VIBRATING) It rides purty smooth.
_________________________________
It looks awful!
_________________________________
Well, it matches the rest of the town.
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
-(BLUBBERING)
-Red.
_________________________________
Who do you think you are?
_________________________________
Look, Doc said when I finish, I could go.
That was the deal.
_________________________________
The deal was you fix the road,
not make it worse.
_________________________________
Now, scrape it off! Start over again.
_________________________________
Hey, look, grandpa, I'm not a bulldozer.
I'm a racecar.
_________________________________
Oh-ho-ho-ho!
_________________________________
Is that right? Then why don't we
just have a little race? Me and you.
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Me and you. That a joke?
_________________________________
If you win, you go and I fix the road.
_________________________________
If I win, you do the road my way.
_________________________________
Doc, what're you doin'?
_________________________________
I don't mean to be rude here,
_________________________________
but you probably go zero to sixty in,
like, what? Three-point-five years?
_________________________________
Then I reckon
you ain't got nothin' to worry about.
_________________________________
You know what, old-timer?
That's a wonderful idea. Let's race.
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Gentlemen,
this will be a one-lap race.
_________________________________
You will drive to Willy's Butte,
go around Willy's Butte and come back.
_________________________________
There will be no bumpin',
no cheatin', no spittin',
_________________________________
no bitin', no road rage, no maimin',
_________________________________
no oil slickin', no pushin', no shovin',
no backstabbin', no road-hoggin',
_________________________________
and no lollygaggin'.
_________________________________
Speed. I'm speed.
_________________________________
Float like a Cadillac, sting like a Beemer.
_________________________________
(LUIGI LAUGHS)
_________________________________
My friend Guido, he dream to give
a real racecar a pit stop.
_________________________________
-Peet stop!
-Uh... (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
The race is only one lap, guys.
_________________________________
Uno lappo! Don't need any help.
_________________________________
I work solo mio.
_________________________________
Fine. Race your way.
_________________________________
No pit stoppo. Comprendo?
_________________________________
Okay.
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Gentlemen,
_________________________________
start your engines!
_________________________________
(ENGINE SPUTTERS)
_________________________________
(REVVING FURIOUSLY)
_________________________________
-Hijole! Check that out!
-Whoa.
_________________________________
Great idea, Doc.
Now the road will never get done.
_________________________________
Luigi?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) On your mark, get set...
_________________________________
Uno for the money, due for the show,
_________________________________
tre to get ready, and quattro to...
_________________________________
I can't believe it. Go!
_________________________________
(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
(CHEERING)
_________________________________
Huh?
_________________________________
Doc, the flag means go.
_________________________________
Remember the fl... Here we go. Go.
_________________________________
Doc, what are you doing, man?
_________________________________
Oh, dear.
It would seem I'm off to a poor start.
_________________________________
Well, better late than never.
Come on, Mater.
_________________________________
-Might need a little help.
-Uh... Okay.
_________________________________
You got your tow cable?
_________________________________
Well, yeah,
I always got my tow cable. Why?
_________________________________
HUDSON: Oh, just in case.
_________________________________
(YELLING) Ow! Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
_________________________________
No, no, no, no, no!
_________________________________
-Oh, man!
-Whoa.
_________________________________
-Ow!
-FILLMORE: Bad trip, man.
_________________________________
(REVVING)
_________________________________
Hey! Was that floatin' like a Cadillac
_________________________________
or was that stingin' like a Beemer?
_________________________________
-I'm confused.
-(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
HUDSON: You drive like you fix roads.
_________________________________
Lousy! Have fun fishin', Mater.
_________________________________
(GASPS) Ah!
_________________________________
I'm startin' to think he knowed
you was gonna crash!
_________________________________
Thank you, Mater. Thank you.
_________________________________
I can make a little turn on dirt.
_________________________________
You think?
_________________________________
No. And now I'm a day behind.
I'm never gonna get outta here!
_________________________________
Hey, ése!
You need a new paint job, man!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: No, thank you.
-How 'bout some organic fuel?
_________________________________
-That freak juice?
-McQUEEN: Pass.
_________________________________
Whoo! Watchin' him
is makin' me thirsty.
_________________________________
Anybody else want somethin' to drink?
_________________________________
Nah, not me, Flo.
_________________________________
I'm on one of them there special diets.
_________________________________
I'm a precisional instrument
of speed and aero-matics.
_________________________________
"You race like you fix roads."
_________________________________
(GRUNTING) I'll show him.
_________________________________
(GRUNTING) I will show him!
_________________________________
-(TAR SPLATTERING)
-Oh, great! I hate it!
_________________________________
-Hate, hate, hate, hate it!
-(CHUCKLES) Music. Sweet music.
_________________________________
Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Radiator Springs,
a happy place!
_________________________________
Okay, Bessie, you think that's funny?
_________________________________
Great! I'm talking to Bessie now!
I'm talking to Bessie!
_________________________________
(MATER LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Wow.
_________________________________
MATER: Mornin', Sally!
_________________________________
Hey, look at this here fancy new road
that Lightnin' McQueen done just made!
_________________________________
SALLY: Yes! Uh, amazing!
_________________________________
Whoa! Oh, yeah! (SIGHING)
_________________________________
Oh, Ramone!
Mama ain't seen you that low in years.
_________________________________
I haven't seen a road like this in years.
_________________________________
-Well, then let's cruise, baby.
-RAMONE: Low and slow.
_________________________________
É bellissima! It's beautiful!
_________________________________
Guido, look, it's-a like
it was paved by angels.
_________________________________
Boy, I tell you what.
_________________________________
I bet even the roads on the moon
ain't this smooth.
_________________________________
Doc, look at this!
_________________________________
Shoulda tossed him into
the cactus a lot sooner, huh?
_________________________________
Well, he ain't finished yet.
Still got a long way to go.
_________________________________
Guido, look at Luigi!
_________________________________
This is fantastico!
_________________________________
That looks like fun!
Mater, I got dibs, next turn!
_________________________________
Hey, Luigi, this new road
makes your place look like a dump.
_________________________________
That crazy old devil woman.
_________________________________
(SIGHS) Oh!
_________________________________
She's right!
_________________________________
-SALLY: Ah!
-Guido!
_________________________________
Huh. That punk actually did a good job.
_________________________________
Well, now, where the heck is he?
_________________________________
Sheriff! Is he makin' another run for it?
_________________________________
No, no. He ran outta asphalt
in the middle of the night,
_________________________________
and asked me if he could
come down here.
_________________________________
All he's tryin' to do
is make that there turn.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: No, no, no, no! Oh, great.
_________________________________
Perfect turns on every track
I've ever raced on.
_________________________________
Sheriff, why don't you go get yourself
a quart of oil at Flo's.
_________________________________
I'll keep an eye on him.
_________________________________
Well, thanks, Doc.
I've been feelin' a quart low.
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
(SPITTING)
_________________________________
This ain't asphalt, son. This is dirt.
_________________________________
Oh, great. What do you want?
You here to gloat?
_________________________________
You don't have three-wheel brakes,
so you got to pitch it hard,
_________________________________
break it loose and then
just drive it with the throttle.
_________________________________
Give it too much, you'll be
outta the dirt and into the tulips.
_________________________________
So you're a judge,
a doctor and a racing expert.
_________________________________
I'll put it simple.
_________________________________
If you're goin' hard enough left,
you'll find yourself turnin' right.
_________________________________
Oh... Right. That makes perfect sense.
Turn right to go left! Yes! Thank you!
_________________________________
Or should I say, "No, thank you"?
_________________________________
Because in Opposite World,
maybe that really means, "Thank you!"
_________________________________
Crazy grandpa car. What an idiot!
_________________________________
(GROANS)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Turn right to go left.
_________________________________
Hmm...
_________________________________
Whoa!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Oh!
-(CAR CRASHING)
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Ow! Oh, that...
-(CACTUS CRASHING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (SCREAMING) Ow!
_________________________________
Turn right to go left.
Guess what? I tried it.
_________________________________
You know what?
This crazy thing happened. I went right!
_________________________________
You keep talkin' to yourself,
people'll think you're crazy.
_________________________________
-Thanks for the tip.
-What? I wasn't talkin' to you!
_________________________________
-Oh, Guido, è bellissimo!
-Che cosa?
_________________________________
-It looks great! This is great!
-Ti piace, eh? Si, si, bellissimo.
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(PASSES GAS)
_________________________________
Oh, Lord.
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-SHERIFF: Mater!
_________________________________
I need you to watch the prisoner tonight.
_________________________________
Well, dad-gum! Wait a minute.
What if he tries to run again?
_________________________________
Just let him run outta gas
and tow him on back.
_________________________________
-But keep an eye on him.
-Yes, sir!
_________________________________
(GROANING) Oh...
_________________________________
While I'm stuck here
paving this stinkin' road,
_________________________________
Chick's in California
schmoozing Dinoco.
_________________________________
My Dinoco. Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Who's touching me?
_________________________________
You have a slow leak. Guido, he fix.
_________________________________
You make-a such a nice new road.
_________________________________
You come to my shop.
Luigi take-a good care of you.
_________________________________
Even though you not a Ferrari.
_________________________________
You buy four tires,
I give you a full-a size spare
_________________________________
-absolutely free!
-Look, I get all my tires for free.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) I like your style, eh?
_________________________________
You drive the hard bargain.
Okay. Luigi make you a new deal.
_________________________________
You buy one tire,
I give you three for free!
_________________________________
FLO: Oh, would you look at that?
_________________________________
Ramone, Ramone!
_________________________________
LUIGI: Then Luigi make you
a new, new deal.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: No, no, no, no.
Deal me out. Pass. No, thank you.
_________________________________
-No, no, no, no. No.
-This is it. My last offer.
_________________________________
You buy one tire, I give you
seven-a snow tires for free!
_________________________________
Done. You interested, you call me.
You know where I am.
_________________________________
(EXHALES DEEPLY)
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
Stop! Let me...
_________________________________
Oh, Red, you missed a spot.
See it right there?
_________________________________
-No! No!
-SALLY: On the hood right there.
_________________________________
Stop, stop! That's cold!
_________________________________
Help! Please! Stop!
_________________________________
(COUGHING)
_________________________________
Thanks, Red.
_________________________________
What was that for?
_________________________________
-Do you wanna stay at the Cozy Cone?
-Huh?
_________________________________
If you do, you gotta be clean.
_________________________________
'Cause even in hillbilly hell
we have standards.
_________________________________
What, I... I don't get it.
_________________________________
I thought I'd say thank you
for doin' a great job.
_________________________________
So I thought I'd let you stay with me.
I mean, not with me!
_________________________________
But there. Not with me there,
but there in your own cozy cone.
_________________________________
-And I'd be in my cone, and it's...
-Wait. Wait, you're being nice to me.
_________________________________
If you want to stay
at the dirty impound, fine.
_________________________________
I understand you criminal types.
_________________________________
No, no, no, no. That's Okay.
_________________________________
Yeah, the Cozy Cone.
_________________________________
SALLY: It's newly refurbished.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (CHUCKLES) Yeah,
it's like a clever little twist.
_________________________________
The motel's made out of caution cones,
which, of course, cars try to avoid.
_________________________________
But now we're gonna stay in them.
That's funny.
_________________________________
Figure that all out on your own, did you?
_________________________________
Cone number one, if you want.
_________________________________
Oh...
_________________________________
Hey, do I spy a little
pinstriping tattoo back there?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) That's just a... Oh!
_________________________________
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
_________________________________
Oh, you saw that? Yeah.
Just gonna be going.
_________________________________
Gonna... Yeah.
_________________________________
-You know, I knew this girl Doreen.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
Good-lookin' girl.
_________________________________
Looked just like a Jaguar,
only she was a truck!
_________________________________
You know, I used to crash into her,
just so I could spoke to her.
_________________________________
-What are you talking about?
-I don't know.
_________________________________
Hey, I know somethin' we can do tonight,
'cause I'm in charge of watchin' you!
_________________________________
No, Mater, I gotta finish this road,
and I have to get out of here.
_________________________________
Well, that's all right,
Mr. I Can't Turn On Dirt.
_________________________________
You probably couldn't handle it anyway.
_________________________________
Whoa, whoa, easy now, Mater.
_________________________________
You know who you're talkin' to?
This is Lightning McQueen.
_________________________________
I can handle anything.
_________________________________
(WHISPERING) I'm not doin' this.
_________________________________
Come on. You'll love it! (CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
MATER: Tractor-tippin's fun.
McQUEEN: This is ridiculous.
_________________________________
-(TRACTORS SNORE)
-MATER: All right, listen.
_________________________________
When I say go, we go.
But don't let Frank catch you. Go!
_________________________________
Whoa! Wait! Who's Frank?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: (WHISPERING) Mater!
_________________________________
Wait, Mater!
_________________________________
Okay, here's what you do.
_________________________________
You just sneak up in front of 'em,
and then honk.
_________________________________
And they do the rest. Watch this.
_________________________________
-(HONKING LOUDLY)
-Oh!
_________________________________
Oh... Oh! Oh... (MOOING)
_________________________________
-(GAS SLOSHING)
-(BACKFIRING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING LOUDLY)
_________________________________
I swear, tractors is so dumb!
_________________________________
I tell you what, buddy,
it don't get much better than this.
_________________________________
Yep, you're livin' the dream, Mater boy.
_________________________________
-(HONKING)
-Oh!
_________________________________
Oh! Oh... (MOOING)
_________________________________
-(GAS SLOSHING)
-(BACKFIRING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) I don't care who you are,
that's funny right there.
_________________________________
Oh, your turn, bud.
_________________________________
Mater, I can't. I don't even have a horn.
_________________________________
-Baby.
-I'm not a baby.
_________________________________
(CLUCKING)
_________________________________
Fine. Stop! Stop, okay?
All right. I'll do something.
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
-(REVVING ENGINE)
-Oh!
_________________________________
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
_________________________________
(ALL MOOING)
_________________________________
(ALL GURGLING)
_________________________________
(ALL BACKFIRING)
_________________________________
(BOTH LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(ANGRY MOOING)
_________________________________
(MOOING)
_________________________________
That's Frank.
_________________________________
(BELLOWING ANGRILY)
_________________________________
(SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(MOOING)
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
(MATER LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Run!
_________________________________
-MATER: Here he comes, look out!
-(BELLOWING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) Whoa!
_________________________________
(MATER SCREAMING)
_________________________________
Run! He's gonna get ya!
_________________________________
(MATER LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Oh! Customers!
_________________________________
Oh!
_________________________________
Ah, no, no, no.
_________________________________
Oof! Oh!
_________________________________
MATER: Tomorrow night we can
go look for the ghostlight!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: I can't wait, Mater.
_________________________________
MATER: Oh, yeah, I'm tellin' ya!
_________________________________
Oh, boy, you gotta admit that was fun!
_________________________________
Oh, yeah... Yeah.
_________________________________
Well, we better get you
back to the impound lot.
_________________________________
You know, actually,
Sally's gonna let me stay at the motel.
_________________________________
Oh...
_________________________________
-Gettin' cozy at the Cone, is we?
-Oh, come... No. No, are you kidding?
_________________________________
Besides, she can't stand me.
And I don't like her, to be honest.
_________________________________
Yeah, you probably right.
_________________________________
Hey, look, there's Miss Sally!
_________________________________
-Where, where?
-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-You're in love with Miss Sally.
-No, I'm not.
_________________________________
MATER: Yes, you do.
McQUEEN: No way.
_________________________________
-MATER: Way.
-Come on, look...
_________________________________
(SINGSONG)
You're in love with Miss Sally!
_________________________________
Real mature.
_________________________________
-You're in love!
-Real grown up.
_________________________________
-You love her. You love her.
-Wait...
_________________________________
You love her! You love her. You love her.
_________________________________
All right. Okay. Mater, enough!
_________________________________
-Will you stop that?
-Stop what?
_________________________________
Driving backwards. It's creeping me out.
You're gonna wreck.
_________________________________
Wreck? Shoot!
I'm the world's best backwards driver!
_________________________________
You just watch this right here, lover boy.
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: What are you doing?
Watch out! Look out!
_________________________________
Mater? Mater!
_________________________________
-Mater!
-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Hey, take it easy, Mater!
_________________________________
(SCREAMING HAPPILY)
_________________________________
Oof!
_________________________________
(BLUBBERING) Yee-hee!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) He's nuts.
_________________________________
No need to watch where I'm goin'.
_________________________________
Just need to know where I've been.
_________________________________
Whoa, that was incredible!
How'd you do that?
_________________________________
Rearview mirrors. We'll get you some,
and I'll teach you if you want.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Yeah,
maybe I'll use it in my big race.
_________________________________
What's so important
about this race of yours, anyway?
_________________________________
It's not just a race.
We're talking about the Piston Cup!
_________________________________
I've been dreaming about it
my whole life!
_________________________________
I'll be the first rookie in history
ever to win it.
_________________________________
And when I do,
we're talkin' big new sponsor,
_________________________________
with private helicopters.
_________________________________
No more medicated bumper ointment.
No more rusty old cars.
_________________________________
What's wrong with rusty old cars?
_________________________________
Well, I don't mean you, Mater.
I mean other old cars. You know?
_________________________________
-Not like you. I like you.
-Nah, it's okay, buddy.
_________________________________
Hey, you think maybe one day I can
get a ride in one of them helicopters?
_________________________________
I mean, I've always wanted to ride
in one of them fancy helicopters.
_________________________________
-Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure, sure.
-You mean it?
_________________________________
Oh, yeah. Anything you say.
_________________________________
I knew it. I knowed I made a good choice!
_________________________________
In what?
_________________________________
My best friend.
_________________________________
See you tomorrow, buddy!
_________________________________
(SINGSONG) McQueen and Sally
parked beneath a tree,
_________________________________
K-I-S-somethin'-somethin'-somethin'-T!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(REVVING ENGINE)
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Number one. Number one...
Ah, number one!
_________________________________
-Ah, this is nice.
-Hey, Stickers.
_________________________________
(BOTH SCREAM)
_________________________________
-I'm sorry.
-You scared me. You gotta be careful.
_________________________________
I scared myself scaring you scaring me.
_________________________________
-I mean, I wasn't like scared scared.
-No, of course not. No.
_________________________________
-I was more...
-I overheard you talkin' to Mater.
_________________________________
When? Just now?
What, what did, what did you hear?
_________________________________
Something about a helicopter ride.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah. Yeah, he got
a kick out of that, didn't he?
_________________________________
-Did you mean it?
-McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
-That you'll get him a ride.
-Oh, who knows?
_________________________________
First things first. I gotta get outta here
and make the race.
_________________________________
Uh-huh.
_________________________________
You know... Mater trusts you.
_________________________________
Yeah, okay.
_________________________________
-Did you mean that?
-What?
_________________________________
Was it just a "Yeah, okay,"
_________________________________
or (HESITANTLY) "Yeah, okay"
or (STUTTERS) "Yeah, okay?"
_________________________________
Look, I'm exhausted.
It's kinda been a long day.
_________________________________
Yeah, okay. Good night.
_________________________________
(GROANS) Oh...
_________________________________
Hey, thank you.
_________________________________
What did you just say?
_________________________________
You know,
thanks for lettin' me stay here.
_________________________________
It's nice to be out of the impound,
and this is... It's great.
_________________________________
Newly refurbished, right?
_________________________________
Yeah.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Good night.
-Good night.
_________________________________
Hmm.
_________________________________
(REVEILLE PLAYING)
_________________________________
(STAR SPANGLED BANNER PLAYING)
_________________________________
Will you turn that disrespectful junk off?
_________________________________
Respect the classics, man. It's Hendrix!
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
(BREATHING RAPIDLY)
_________________________________
(MUTTERING)
_________________________________
(FAST-PACED ELECTRONIC
MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
Ah!
_________________________________
-(MOOING LOUDLY)
-(SCREAMING)
_________________________________
No!
_________________________________
(YELLING LOUDLY)
_________________________________
(MOOING)
_________________________________
-No! (GASPING)
-(ALARM BEEPING)
_________________________________
I gotta get outta here!
_________________________________
Hey, have you seen the Sheriff?
Oh! Oh, my gosh.
_________________________________
-Hey, what are you doin'?
-SHERIFF: Get a good peek, city boy?
_________________________________
(STUTTERING) I just need
my daily gas ration from the Sheriff.
_________________________________
Wait for him at Flo's. Get outta here.
_________________________________
I've been trying
to get outta here for three days!
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Hope you enjoyed the show!
_________________________________
(LOUD CLATTERING)
_________________________________
(GROANING)
_________________________________
Whoa, Doc.
_________________________________
Time to clean out the garage, buddy,
come on.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
He has a Piston Cup?
_________________________________
Oh, my gosh.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Three Piston Cups?
_________________________________
-HUDSON: Sign says stay out.
-(GASPS)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: You have three
Piston Cups. How could you have...
_________________________________
I knew you couldn't drive.
I didn't know you couldn't read.
_________________________________
You're the Hudson Hornet!
_________________________________
Wait at Flo's, like I told ya!
_________________________________
Of course.
I can't believe I didn't see it before.
_________________________________
You're The Fabulous Hudson Hornet!
_________________________________
You used to hold the record for
most wins in a season. Oh, we gotta talk.
_________________________________
You gotta show me your tricks. Please.
_________________________________
I tried that.
_________________________________
You won three times!
Look at those trophies!
_________________________________
You look.
All I see is a bunch of empty cups.
_________________________________
(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
You know, some automotive yoga
could really lower your RPMs, man.
_________________________________
Oh, take a car wash, hippie.
_________________________________
Yeah, look at my husband, y'all!
Whoo! That's your color!
_________________________________
-RAMONE: Yellow, baby.
-Mmm. You smokin' hot!
_________________________________
There he is.
_________________________________
Oh, my gosh!
Did you know Doc is a famous racecar?
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
-Doc? Our Doc?
-Not Doc Hudson.
_________________________________
No, no, no, no, it's true!
He's a real racing legend.
_________________________________
He's The Fabulous Hudson Hornet!
_________________________________
Fabulous? I never seen Doc
drive more than 20 miles an hour.
_________________________________
I mean, have you ever seen him race?
_________________________________
No, but I wish I could have.
They say he was amazing!
_________________________________
He won three Piston Cups!
_________________________________
He did what in his cup?
_________________________________
I think the heat's
startin' to get to the boy!
_________________________________
Well, I'll say! Look how red he is.
_________________________________
RAMONE: I think he needs
a new coat of poly, man.
_________________________________
-MATER: Are you sick, buddy?
-You are looking' peaked.
_________________________________
He needs a new coat of poly for sure!
_________________________________
(GAS BELL RINGS)
_________________________________
-SHERIFF: Hey! What are you doin'?
-It's okay. You can trust me, right?
_________________________________
I trust you, all right.
It's him I'm worried about.
_________________________________
Hmm... I trust him.
_________________________________
-SALLY: Come on, let's take a drive.
-A drive?
_________________________________
Yeah, a drive.
_________________________________
Don't you big city racecars
ever just take a drive?
_________________________________
Ah... No. No, we don't.
_________________________________
(GAS PUMP STOPS)
_________________________________
Hey, Stickers! You comin' or what?
_________________________________
FLO: Mmm-hmm!
_________________________________
-And you thought he was gonna run.
-Hey, can you believe it, man?
_________________________________
He actually thought
Doc was a famous racecar!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) That's so too much!
_________________________________
Okay, you got me out here.
Where are we goin'?
_________________________________
I don't know.
_________________________________
Whoa! Yes.
_________________________________
-(SPUTTERING)
-(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Oh! Ah-ha-ha!
_________________________________
(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST)
_________________________________
(SALLY CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
-(GRUNTS)
-(LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(SPUTTERING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) Oh!
_________________________________
(SPITTING)
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Wow. What is this place?
_________________________________
Wheel Well.
_________________________________
Used to be the most popular stop
on the mother road.
_________________________________
This place?
_________________________________
(HORNS BEEPING)
_________________________________
SALLY: (SIGHING) Yeah, imagine.
_________________________________
Oh, imagine
what it must have been like to stay here.
_________________________________
You know, I don't get you.
_________________________________
How does a Porsche
wind up in a place like this?
_________________________________
Well, it's really pretty simple. I was...
_________________________________
...an attorney in LA
livin' life in the fast lane, and...
_________________________________
Oh, you were, were you? Were you rich?
_________________________________
-What?
-Just clues to the puzzle.
_________________________________
Yeah, okay. Well, that was my life.
_________________________________
And you know what?
_________________________________
It never felt happy.
_________________________________
Yeah. I mean, really?
_________________________________
Yeah. So I left California.
_________________________________
Just drove and drove
and finally broke down right here.
_________________________________
Doc fixed me up, Flo took me in.
_________________________________
Well, they all did. And I never left.
_________________________________
Yeah. You know, I understand.
_________________________________
You need a little R and R.
Recharge the old batteries.
_________________________________
But, you know, after a while,
why didn't you go back?
_________________________________
(INHALING HEAVILY) I fell in love.
_________________________________
-Oh.
-Yep.
_________________________________
-Corvette?
-No.
_________________________________
I fell in love with this.
_________________________________
Whoa. Look at that.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Look, they're drivin' right by.
_________________________________
They don't even know
what they're missing!
_________________________________
SALLY: Well, it didn't
used to be that way.
_________________________________
Oh, yeah?
_________________________________
Yeah. Forty years ago,
that Interstate down there didn't exist.
_________________________________
Really?
_________________________________
SALLY: Yeah. Back then,
_________________________________
cars came across the country
a whole different way.
_________________________________
How do you mean?
_________________________________
The road didn't cut through the land
like that Interstate.
_________________________________
It moved with the land, you know?
It rose, it fell, it curved.
_________________________________
MALE 1: Mornin'!
MALE 2: Nice day, huh?
_________________________________
Cars didn't drive on it
to make great time.
_________________________________
They drove on it to have a great time.
_________________________________
(OUR TOWN PLAYING)
_________________________________
Well, what happened?
_________________________________
The town got bypassed
just to save 10 minutes of driving.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: How great
would it have been
_________________________________
to see this place in its heyday!
_________________________________
Oh, I can't tell you
how many times I've dreamed of that.
_________________________________
But one of these days
we'll find a way to get it back on the map.
_________________________________
Yeah. Hey, listen, thanks for the drive.
_________________________________
I had a great time.
_________________________________
It's kinda nice to slow down
every once in a while.
_________________________________
You're welcome.
_________________________________
Hey, listen, listen! If anybody asks you,
_________________________________
we was out smashin' mailboxes, okay?
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Wha... What?
_________________________________
(RUMBLING)
_________________________________
(MOOING)
_________________________________
Oh, man, the paint's still wet!
_________________________________
-(HONKING LOUDLY)
-(MOOING)
_________________________________
No, no, no, no! Get out of the store!
_________________________________
Hey! Don't eat the radial!
Here, take-a the snow tires.
_________________________________
SHERIFF: Mater!
MATER: I wasn't tractor-tippin'!
_________________________________
Then where did all these
gol-durn tractors come from?
_________________________________
-MATER: Whoa, boy!
-Hey! Hey, guys!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: There's one goin' this way.
_________________________________
I got it.
_________________________________
Come here, little tractor, come here.
_________________________________
Yeah, that's a good tractor.
_________________________________
No, no, no, no, come here.
_________________________________
What are you doing?
_________________________________
You're not supposed to go
wandering off all...
_________________________________
...alone.
_________________________________
What are you doin'
with those old racin' tires?
_________________________________
(SIGHING HEAVILY)
_________________________________
Come on, Doc, drive.
_________________________________
(REVS ENGINE)
_________________________________
Ah... Yeah.
_________________________________
-Wow.
-Huh?
_________________________________
You're amazing!
_________________________________
(COUGHING) What are you doin'?
_________________________________
Doc, wait!
_________________________________
(TRUCKS MOOING)
_________________________________
MATER: Giddup right in there!
Come on, Rusty.
_________________________________
Doc, hold it!
Seriously, your driving's incredible!
_________________________________
-Wonderful. Now, go away.
-Hey, I mean it. You've still got it!
_________________________________
-I'm askin' you to leave.
-Come on. I'm a racecar,
_________________________________
you're a much older racecar,
_________________________________
but under the hood
you and I are the same.
_________________________________
We are not the same!
Understand? Now, get out.
_________________________________
How could a car like you quit
at the top of your game?
_________________________________
You think I quit?
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Right.
_________________________________
Your big wreck in '54.
_________________________________
They quit on me.
_________________________________
When I finally got put together,
I went back expecting a big welcome.
_________________________________
You know what they said?
"You're history."
_________________________________
Moved right on to
the next rookie standing in line.
_________________________________
There was a lot left in me.
_________________________________
I never got a chance to show 'em.
_________________________________
I keep that to remind me
never to go back.
_________________________________
I just never expected that
that world would...
_________________________________
Would find me here.
_________________________________
-Hey, look, Doc, I'm not them.
-HUDSON: Oh, yeah?
_________________________________
No, I'm not.
_________________________________
When is the last time you cared about
something except yourself, hot rod?
_________________________________
You name me one time
and I will take it all back.
_________________________________
Uh-huh. I didn't think so.
_________________________________
These are good folk around here,
who care about one another.
_________________________________
I don't want 'em depending
on someone they can't count on.
_________________________________
Oh, like you?
You've been here how long
_________________________________
and your friends
don't even know who you are?
_________________________________
Who's caring about only himself?
_________________________________
Just finish that road and get outta here!
_________________________________
(REVEILLE PLAYING)
_________________________________
(STAR SPANGLED BANNER PLAYING)
_________________________________
SARGE: Will you turn that
disrespectful junk off?
_________________________________
FILLMORE: Respect the classics, man.
_________________________________
(SNORING)
_________________________________
(SNORTS)
_________________________________
(PUTTERS)
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
(SMACKING LIPS) Ah...
_________________________________
MATER: He's done.
_________________________________
He must've finished it
while we was all sleepin'.
_________________________________
Good riddance.
_________________________________
He's gone?
_________________________________
Well, we wouldn't want him
to miss that race of his.
_________________________________
(SNIFFLING)
_________________________________
-Oh, dude, are you crying?
-No! I'm happy!
_________________________________
I don't have to watch him
every second of the day anymore!
_________________________________
I'm glad he's gone!
_________________________________
(SOBBING)
_________________________________
What's wrong with Red?
_________________________________
Oh, he's just sad 'cause you left town
_________________________________
and went to your big race
to win the Piston Cup
_________________________________
that you've always dreamed about
your whole life
_________________________________
and get that big ol' sponsor and that
fancy helicopter you was talkin' about.
_________________________________
(GASPING) Wait a minute!
_________________________________
(ALL LAUGH)
_________________________________
I knowed you wouldn't leave
without saying goodbye.
_________________________________
What are you doin' here?
You're gonna miss your race.
_________________________________
Don't worry. I'll give you
a police escort, and we'll make up time.
_________________________________
Thank you, Sheriff.
_________________________________
But you know I can't go just yet.
_________________________________
Well, why not?
_________________________________
-I'm not sure these tires...
-(LUIGI GASPS EXCITEDLY)
_________________________________
-...can get me to California.
-GUIDO: Peet stop?
_________________________________
Yeah, does anybody know
what time Luigi's opens?
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) I can't-a believe it!
_________________________________
Four new tires!
_________________________________
Grazie, Mr. Lightning. Grazie!
_________________________________
-Would you look at that!
-LUIGI: Our first customer in years!
_________________________________
I am filled with tears of ecstasy,
_________________________________
for this is the most
glorious day of my life!
_________________________________
All right, Luigi, give me
the best set of blackwalls you've got.
_________________________________
No! No, no, no.
_________________________________
You don't-a know what you want.
Luigi know what you want.
_________________________________
Blackwall tires.
They blend into the pavement.
_________________________________
But-a this,
_________________________________
whitewall tires!
_________________________________
They say, "Look at me!
Here I am! Love me."
_________________________________
All right, you're the expert.
_________________________________
-(SCOFFS)
-McQUEEN: Oh, don't forget the spare.
_________________________________
-Perfetto. Guido!
-Peet stop!
_________________________________
(ROUTE 66 PLAYING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) What did
Luigi tell you, eh?
_________________________________
Wow, you were right.
Better than a Ferrari, huh?
_________________________________
Eh... No.
_________________________________
Wow! This organic fuel is great!
Why haven't I heard about it before?
_________________________________
It's a conspiracy, man!
_________________________________
The oil companies got a grip
on the government!
_________________________________
They're feedin' us a bunch of lies, man.
_________________________________
Okay, I'll take a case.
_________________________________
Ow! Eh!
_________________________________
(McQUEEN YELPS)
_________________________________
-(CHUCKLES)
-(BREATHES IN DEEPLY)
_________________________________
RAMONE: Ah, yeah.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Ka-chow.
_________________________________
-Here she comes!
-McQUEEN: Places, everybody. Hurry!
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: Act natural.
-(WHISTLING)
_________________________________
-Hi, Sally.
-Buon giorno!
_________________________________
All right, what's goin' on?
_________________________________
Ladies and gentlecars,
_________________________________
please welcome
the new Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
Pow! What do you think?
_________________________________
Radiator Springs
looks pretty good on me.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) I'll say.
_________________________________
(PURRING) Ka-chow.
_________________________________
You're gonna fit right in in California.
_________________________________
Oh, my goodness. It looks like
you've helped everybody in town.
_________________________________
Yeah, everybody except one.
_________________________________
Hey, is it getting dark out?
_________________________________
What? What'd he say?
_________________________________
Let me say that again.
(YELLING) Is it getting dark out?
_________________________________
Now, what was I
supposed to do after that?
_________________________________
(SH-BOOM PLAYING)
_________________________________
(GASPING) They fixed their neon!
_________________________________
-Low and slow?
-Oh, yeah, baby! (CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
(FLO LAUGHS)
_________________________________
(FLO SHRIEKS)
_________________________________
Just like in its heyday, right?
_________________________________
It's even better than I pictured it.
Thank you.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
Shall we cruise?
_________________________________
Oh, thank you, dear. I'd love to!
_________________________________
-No, no, no.
-Lizzie!
_________________________________
I remember when Stanley
first asked me to take a drive with him.
_________________________________
Hey, Miss Sally. May I have this cruise?
_________________________________
-Of course, Mater.
-SHERIFF: Uh-uh-uh!
_________________________________
(MOOING)
_________________________________
...and again and I said, "No."
He asked me again, and I said, "No."
_________________________________
But, oh, he was a persistent
little bugger for a two-cylinder.
_________________________________
Finally I said, "All right, one little drive."
_________________________________
-Oh!
-(MATER CHUCKLING)
_________________________________
-Hey!
-Thanks, Mater.
_________________________________
Good evenin', you two.
_________________________________
Oh, Stanley, I wish you could see this.
_________________________________
-Is that what I think it is?
-Oh, I don't know, Flo.
_________________________________
I haven't had a chance to find out.
But I am going to find out. Hello.
_________________________________
Not that. That.
_________________________________
SALLY: (GASPS) Customers?
_________________________________
Customers, everybody! And a lot of 'em!
_________________________________
You know what to do.
Just like we rehearsed.
_________________________________
(ALL GASP)
_________________________________
It's the ghost light!
_________________________________
We have found McQueen.
We have found McQueen!
_________________________________
McQueen, over here!
_________________________________
-Wait, excuse me.
-Is it true you've been in rehab?
_________________________________
-Did you have a nervous breakdown?
-McQUEEN: What?
_________________________________
REPORTER 1: McQueen's
wearing whitewalls!
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Your tires balding?
SALLY: McQueen!
_________________________________
REPORTER 3: Was McQueen
your prisoner?
_________________________________
Shoot, no!
_________________________________
We're best buds!
I ain't braggin' or nothin',
_________________________________
but I was in charge of huntin' him down
if he tried to escape.
_________________________________
Sally! Sally!
_________________________________
Will you still race for the Piston Cup?
_________________________________
-Stickers?
-Sally!
_________________________________
REPORTER 4: Come on,
give us some bolt!
_________________________________
(HORN HONKING)
_________________________________
You're here!
Thank the manufacturer! You're alive!
_________________________________
-Mack?
-MACK: You're here! I can't believe it!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) You are a sight
for sore headlights!
_________________________________
I'm so sorry I lost you, boss.
I'll make it up to you!
_________________________________
Mack, I, I can't believe you're here.
_________________________________
HARV: Is that the world's
fastest racing machine?
_________________________________
-Is that Harv?
-Yeah. He's in the back.
_________________________________
-REPORTER 1: Show us the bolt!
-Get back, you oil-thirsty parasites!
_________________________________
REPORTER 2: Where's the old
McQueen?
_________________________________
Actually, this is my good side here.
_________________________________
-Harv! Harv!
-REPORTER 3: Give us the bolt!
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Harv?
REPORTER 3: Come on!
_________________________________
HARV: Kid, I'm over here!
_________________________________
How you doin', buddy?
_________________________________
HARV: My star client disappears
off the face of the earth!
_________________________________
-How do you think I'm doing?
-I can explain.
_________________________________
I'm doing great! You're everywhere!
Radio, TV, the papers!
_________________________________
You can't buy this kind of publicity!
What do you need me for?
_________________________________
That's just a figure of speech,
by the way. You signed a contract.
_________________________________
Where are you?
I can't even find you on my GPS.
_________________________________
I'm in this little town
called Radiator Springs.
_________________________________
-You know Route 66? It' still here!
-HARV: Yeah, that's great kid.
_________________________________
Playtime is over, pal.
_________________________________
While the world's been trying to
find you Dinoco has had no one to woo.
_________________________________
-Who are they gonna woo?
-Chick!
_________________________________
HARV: Bingo. In fact, check out
what's on the plasma right now.
_________________________________
-MALE: Show us the thunder!
-You want thunder?
_________________________________
You want thunder?
Ka-chicka, ka-chicka!
_________________________________
-Hey, that's my bit!
-HARV: You've gotta get to Cali, pronto!
_________________________________
Just get out of Radiation Stinks now,
or Dinoco is history, you hear me?
_________________________________
Just give me a second here, Harv.
_________________________________
HARV: No, wait. Where are you goin'?
_________________________________
Get in the trailer, baby. Kid!
You want a bigger trailer?
_________________________________
Sally, I... I want you to...
_________________________________
Look, I wish... (SIGHS)
_________________________________
Thank you. Thanks for everything.
_________________________________
(CHUCKLES) It was just a road.
_________________________________
No. It was much more than that.
_________________________________
Hey, kid! We gotta go.
Harv's goin' crazy!
_________________________________
He's gonna have me fired
if I don't get you in the truck right now!
_________________________________
-Mack, just hold it for...
-You should go.
_________________________________
-McQUEEN: I know, but...
-Good luck in California.
_________________________________
I hope you find what you're looking for.
_________________________________
-MALE: McQueen, come on!
-Sally...
_________________________________
Sally!
_________________________________
-Show us the bolt, McQueen! The bolt!
Hey, Lightning, show us the bolt!
_________________________________
HARV: Come on, get in the trailer.
MALE: Where's the old McQueen?
_________________________________
HARV: That's it. That's right, let's go!
_________________________________
You're a big shining star.
You're a superstar.
_________________________________
You don't belong there, anyway.
_________________________________
Whoa... Wait... Whoa, whoa, wait, wait!
_________________________________
(ENGINE STARTS)
_________________________________
REPORTER: Hey, guys!
McQueen's leavin' in the truck!
_________________________________
Hey, are you Doc Hudson?
_________________________________
-Yeah.
-Thanks for the call.
_________________________________
You called them?
_________________________________
It's best for everyone, Sally.
_________________________________
Best for everyone or best for you?
_________________________________
I didn't get to say goodbye to him.
_________________________________
(LIGHT BUZZING)
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Hello, race fans. Welcome
to what has become, quite simply,
_________________________________
the biggest event in the history
of racing.
_________________________________
A three-way battle for the Piston Cup!
_________________________________
DARRELL: There's a crowd
of nearly 200,000 cars
_________________________________
here at the Los Angeles
International Speedway.
_________________________________
Tickets to this race are hotter than a
black leather seat on a hot summer day!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: The King, Chick Hicks
and Lightning McQueen
_________________________________
in a 200 lap, winner-takes-all,
tiebreaker race.
_________________________________
I got a lotta miles on me,
but let me tell you somethin'.
_________________________________
I never thought I'd see anything like this.
This is exciting!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: In fact, the country
has almost shut down
_________________________________
to watch what many experts
are calling "the race of the century."
_________________________________
Hey, King! Good luck in your last race.
_________________________________
-You've sure been an inspiration for me.
-Thanks, Junior. Appreciate it.
_________________________________
-Hey, be careful out there, okay?
-Yeah, man.
_________________________________
MIA: He's so hot!
_________________________________
Wanna know the forecast?
I'll give you the forecast.
_________________________________
A 100% chance of thunder!
Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
_________________________________
Say it with me! Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
_________________________________
Hey, you!
No admittance without a garage pass.
_________________________________
Oh, it's okay.
Lightning McQueen knows me!
_________________________________
Hey, Marco, it's a beautiful day
for a race, isn't it?
_________________________________
-Absolutely, Mr. Andretti.
-And good morning to you, Fred.
_________________________________
Mario Andretti knows my name!
You gotta let me in now!
_________________________________
GUARD: Sorry, pal.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Okay, here we go.
Focus. Speed.
_________________________________
I am speed.
_________________________________
(CARS WHIZZING)
_________________________________
Victory. One winner, two losers.
_________________________________
(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
Speed. Speed. Speed. Speed...
_________________________________
(BIRDS SINGING)
_________________________________
-(KNOCK ON DOOR)
-MACK: Lightnin'! You ready?
_________________________________
(GASPING) Yeah, yeah, yeah! I'm ready.
_________________________________
(ALL CLAMORING)
_________________________________
Mack, thanks for being
my pit crew today.
_________________________________
Don't worry about it, kid.
It's the least I could do.
_________________________________
After all, "Gas Can" is my middle name.
_________________________________
-It is?
-Ah... Not really.
_________________________________
(ALL SHOUTING)
_________________________________
(GULPING)
_________________________________
Uh-oh!
_________________________________
-(CHEERING)
-(GIGGLING)
_________________________________
Nelson! Zoom in. Ready, 16? Take 16.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: And there he is,
Lightning McQueen!
_________________________________
Missing all week, and then he turns up
in the middle of nowhere!
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In a little town called Radiator Springs.
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DARRELL: Wearin' whitewall tires,
of all things.
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-Oh!
-Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
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(CHUCKLING)
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Hey, where you been?
I've been kinda lonely.
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Nobody to hang out with.
I mean, except the Dinoco folks.
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And the twins. Of course.
The ones that used to be your fans,
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but now they're my fans.
Listen to what the twins think...
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Agh! Shoot!
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DARRELL: Boogity, boogity, boogity,
boys! Let's go racin'!
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(CROWD CHEERING)
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Come on, you can do it!
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Come on, King, make us proud, boy!
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CUTLASS: Fifty laps down, and
The King is still holding a slim lead.
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DARRELL: McQueen's got a run
on him! He's lookin' to the inside!
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Oh! Chick slammed the door on him!
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CUTLASS: Chick's not
making it easy on him today.
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DARRELL: He lost momentum,
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and now he's gonna have to
chase him back down!
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-(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
-(BIRDS SINGING)
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(BRAKES SQUEALING)
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CUTLASS: McQueen spins out
in the infield!
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(ALL GASP)
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(CHUCKLING) Just me
and the old man, fellas.
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-McQueen just doesn't have it today.
-(ALL LAUGH)
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-(GROANS)
-MACK: Hey, kid,
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-are you all right?
-I don't know, Mack.
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I don't think I...
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HUDSON: I didn't come all this way
to see you quit.
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-McQUEEN: Doc?
-(ALL CHEERING)
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Guys, you're here! I can't believe this!
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I knew you needed a crew chief,
but I didn't know it was this bad.
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You said you'd never come back.
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Well, I really didn't have a choice.
Mater didn't get to say goodbye.
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Goodbye! Okay, I'm good.
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(CHUCKLES)
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All right, if you can drive as good
as you can fix a road
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then you can win this race
with your eyes shut.
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Now, get back out there!
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Hot snot, we are back in business!
Guido! Luigi!
_________________________________
You're goin' up
against professional pit crews.
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-You're gonna have to be fast.
-They will not know what bit them!
_________________________________
Kid, you can beat these guys.
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Find a groove that works for you
and get that lap back.
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(MURMURING)
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-Is it?
-Oh, wow. That's him!
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Is that... That's the Hudson Hornet!
The Hudson Hornet's back!
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CUTLASS: It appears McQueen
has got himself a pit crew.
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And look who he has for a crew chief!
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-Look, man. It's the Hudson Hornet!
-Whoa!
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Well, dip me in axle grease
and call me Slick! It surely is.
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(CROWD CHEERING)
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CUTLASS: Wow,
this is history in the making.
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Nobody has seen the racing legend
in over 50 years!
_________________________________
Hey, Doc!
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Come look at this fellow on the radio.
He looks just like you.
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CUTLASS:
McQueen passes on the inside!
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DARRELL: He's nearly a lap down.
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CUTLASS: Can he catch up to them
with only 60 laps to go?
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You're goin' great, kid.
Just keep your head on.
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Vai! Vai, vai!
_________________________________
Hey, shrimpie,
where did McQueen find you, huh?
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Those round things are called tires,
and they go under the car!
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(ALL LAUGH)
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Con chi credi di parlare?
Ma, con chi stai parlando?
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No! No, no! You'll have your chance.
You will have your chance.
_________________________________
Oh, kid's just tryin' to be a hero, huh?
_________________________________
What do you think of this?
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-(TIRES SQUEALING)
-Yeah, that's it, kid.
_________________________________
What?
_________________________________
Whoa! Git-R-done!
_________________________________
(LAUGHING) I taught him that. Ka-chow!
_________________________________
-Ah!
-CUTLASS: What a move by McQueen!
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He's caught up to the leaders.
_________________________________
Yeah. This is what it's all about.
_________________________________
A three-way battle for the lead,
with ten to go!
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(CHORTLING)
Look at that boy go out there!
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HICKS: Oh! (GRUNTING)
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No, you don't.
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(TIRE BLOWS)
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Doc, I'm flat! I'm flat!
_________________________________
-Can you get back to the pits?
-Yeah, yeah. I think so.
_________________________________
Hey, got a yellow. Bring it in.
Don't tear yourself up, kid.
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MACK: We gotta get him
back out there fast
_________________________________
or we're gonna be a lap down,
and we'll never win this race!
_________________________________
Guido! It's time.
_________________________________
Hey, tiny,
you gonna clean his windshield?
_________________________________
(AIR WRENCH WHIRRING)
_________________________________
DARRELL: I don't believe it!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: That was
the fastest pit stop I've ever seen!
_________________________________
DARRELL: It was a great stop,
but he's still gotta beat that pace car!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: It's gonna be close.
_________________________________
-Yeah, baby!
-(ALL HOLLERING)
_________________________________
DARRELL: He's back in!
_________________________________
Peet stop.
_________________________________
-Guido, you did it!
-Way to go, Guido!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: This is it. We're heading
into the final lap
_________________________________
and McQueen is right behind
the leaders. What a comeback!
_________________________________
A hundred and ninety-nine laps!
It all comes down to this!
_________________________________
This is it, kiddo.
_________________________________
You've got four turns left. One at a time.
_________________________________
Drive it in deep and hope it sticks.
_________________________________
-Go!
-(REVVING)
_________________________________
We'll see about that!
_________________________________
CUTLASS: McQueen's going inside!
_________________________________
-Chick and King are loose!
-DARRELL: I think McQueen's out!
_________________________________
DARRELL: McQueen saved it!
CUTLASS: He's back on the track!
_________________________________
-Float like a Cadillac...
-Sting like a Beemer!
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-Ka-chow! Ka-chow! Ka...
-(ALL CHEERING)
_________________________________
DARRELL: Lightning McQueen
is gonna win the Piston Cup!
_________________________________
Come on! You got it! You got it, Stickers!
_________________________________
(GRUNTS) I am not comin' in
behind you again, old man.
_________________________________
-Oh, no!
-(CROWD GASPS)
_________________________________
(BRAKES SCREECHING)
_________________________________
(ENGINE IDLING)
_________________________________
Yeah! Whoo-hoo!
_________________________________
I won, baby! Yeah! Oh, yeah!
_________________________________
FLO: What's he up to, Doc?
_________________________________
(GRUNTING)
_________________________________
What are you doin', kid?
_________________________________
I think The King
should finish his last race.
_________________________________
You just gave up the Piston Cup,
you know that?
_________________________________
This grumpy old racecar I know
once told me somethin'.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: It's just an empty cup.
_________________________________
CUTLASS: Darrell, is pushing
on the last lap legal?
_________________________________
He's not really pushin' him.
He's just givin' him a little bump draft.
_________________________________
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
_________________________________
Hey. What? What's goin' on?
_________________________________
-That's what I call racin'.
-(SOBBING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING)
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(CROWD CHEERS WILDLY)
_________________________________
-Bravo il mio amico!
-Way to go, buddy!
_________________________________
There's a lotta love out there,
you know, man?
_________________________________
Don't embarrass me, Fillmore.
_________________________________
That's my hot rod.
_________________________________
Come on, baby, bring it out!
Bring out the Piston Cup!
_________________________________
Ka-chicka! Ka-chicka!
_________________________________
Yeah! Now, that's what I'm talkin' about!
_________________________________
Hey, how come the only one celebrating
is me, huh?
_________________________________
Where are the girls?
Bring on the confetti!
_________________________________
Ow! Ow! Easy with the confetti.
What's goin' on?
_________________________________
Come on, snap some pictures.
I gotta go sign my deal with Dinoco!
_________________________________
Say it with me. Ka-chicka!
_________________________________
(ALL BOOING)
_________________________________
What's wrong with everybody?
Where's the happiness?
_________________________________
Hey! This is the start of the Chick era!
_________________________________
-Thanks, Lightnin'.
-You're welcome.
_________________________________
-Way to go, King!
-You're still the car!
_________________________________
You're The King! Yeah!
_________________________________
(CROWD CHEERING)
_________________________________
(LAUGHING AND CHEERING)
_________________________________
-You made us proud, kid!
-Congrats on the loss, me bucko!
_________________________________
You got a lotta stuff, kid.
_________________________________
Thanks, Doc.
_________________________________
Hey, Lightnin'.
_________________________________
How 'bout comin' over here
and talk to me a minute?
_________________________________
Son, that was some real racin' out there.
_________________________________
How'd you like to become
the new face of Dinoco?
_________________________________
But I didn't win.
_________________________________
Lightnin', there's a whole lot
more to racin' than just winnin'.
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DUSTY: He was so rusty,
when he drove down the street,
_________________________________
-buzzards used to circle the car!
-(ALL LAUGHING)
_________________________________
Thank you, Mr. Tex, but...
_________________________________
But these Rust-eze guys over there
gave me my big break.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: I'm gonna stick with them.
_________________________________
Well, I sure can respect that.
_________________________________
Still, you know, if there's ever anything
I can do for you, just let me know.
_________________________________
I sure appreciate that. Thank you.
_________________________________
Actually, there is one thing.
_________________________________
(WHOOPING)
_________________________________
Hey, look at me! I'm flyin', by golly!
_________________________________
I'm happier than a tornado
in a trailer park!
_________________________________
LUIGI: I think it's about-a
time we redecorate.
_________________________________
SCHUMACHER: Ciao.
_________________________________
Hi. Lightning McQueen told me
this was the best place in the world
_________________________________
to get tires.
_________________________________
How 'bout setting me and my friends up
with three or four sets each?
_________________________________
Guido! There is a real
Michael Schumacher Ferrari in my store.
_________________________________
A real Ferrari!
_________________________________
Punch me, Guido. Punch me in the face.
_________________________________
This is the most glorious day of my life.
_________________________________
Wow. Spero che
il tuo amico si riprenda.
_________________________________
Mi dicono che siete fantastici.
_________________________________
-(SIGHING)
-(ENGINE REVVING)
_________________________________
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
_________________________________
Just passin' through?
_________________________________
Actually, I thought
I'd stop and stay awhile.
_________________________________
-I hear this place is back on the map.
-It is?
_________________________________
There's some rumor floating around
that some hotshot Piston Cup racecar
_________________________________
is setting up his
big racing headquarters here.
_________________________________
Really? Ah, well, there goes the town.
_________________________________
You know, I really missed you, Sally.
_________________________________
Well, I create feelings in others
they themselves don't understand and,
_________________________________
-blah, blah, blah.
-(McQUEEN CHUCKLES)
_________________________________
McQueen and Sally
parked beneath the tree,
_________________________________
K-I-S-S... Uh... I-N-T!
_________________________________
Great timing, Mater!
_________________________________
Hep-non, hip-hep, hi-li-lilly! Whee!
_________________________________
He's my best friend.
What're you gonna do?
_________________________________
So, Stickers, last one to Flo's buys?
_________________________________
I don't know.
Why don't we just take a drive?
_________________________________
Hmm... Nah.
_________________________________
Yeah! Ka-chow!
_________________________________
(FAST-PACED MUSIC PLAYING)
_________________________________
(YELLING)
_________________________________
(INAUDIBLE)
_________________________________
(SIRENS BLARING)
_________________________________
(SNIFFING) Ah-choo!
_________________________________
MATER: All right, everybody,
please keep together now.
_________________________________
We is now entering the Doc Hudson
wing of the museum.
_________________________________
Wow. Unbelievable.
That many wins in a single season.
_________________________________
He's the real deal, Junior.
The Hudson Hornet was my inspiration.
_________________________________
Excuse me, son.
Is Doc Hudson here today?
_________________________________
Sorry, Mrs. The King, I think Doc
went out for a drive or somethin'.
_________________________________
McQUEEN: Whoo! Whoo!
HUDSON: Yeah!
_________________________________
Well, you sure ain't no dirt boy.
_________________________________
Not today, old man.
I know all your tricks.
_________________________________
(GROWLS)
_________________________________
Doc! Doc!
_________________________________
Whoo-ah!
_________________________________
HUDSON: Not all my tricks, rookie!
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(ALL GRUMBLE)
_________________________________
(CHEERING)
_________________________________
Attention! Kiss the pavement goodbye.
_________________________________
When I'm finished, you'll have mud
in places you didn't know you had!
_________________________________
-Yo, I've never been off-road!
-Well, that's gonna change right now!
_________________________________
About face! Drop and give me 20 miles!
_________________________________
Go! Go! Go, go, go, go, go! Go!
_________________________________
Man, now I got dirt in my rims!
_________________________________
-(METAL CLANKS)
-Huh? Look at this!
_________________________________
It's my hood! It's my hood!
_________________________________
I ain't seen this thing in 20 years!
_________________________________
(IN NASAL VOICE) Well, it fits perfectly.
How do I look? Ah-choo!
_________________________________
Oh, dang.
_________________________________
You are a toy car!
_________________________________
You are a sad, strange little wagon
and you have my pity. Farewell.
_________________________________
WOODY CAR: Oh, yeah?
Well, good riddance, you loony!
_________________________________
Hey, I hate to break up the road rally,
guys, but they're here!
_________________________________
Birthday guests at three o'clock!
_________________________________
(CHUCKLING) Oh, man! Whoever does
the voice of that piggy truck,
_________________________________
I'm tellin' ya, he's one great actor!
_________________________________
We're banished, genius! Stuck here
in this wasteland without chains!
_________________________________
Mike, the Boomobile's in trouble!
She needs our help!
_________________________________
-You're still not listening! (GASPING)
-Ah!
_________________________________
Welcome to the Himalayas!
Snow cone?
_________________________________
Oh, that Abominable Snowplow
is quite the comic thespian!
_________________________________
MALE: Just get in there. Go! Go, go, go!
_________________________________
Circus cars?
_________________________________
How can you be circus cars?
_________________________________
These are the lousiest
circus cars in the world,
_________________________________
and they're gonna make me rich!
_________________________________
Wait a minute here.
_________________________________
They're just usin' the same actor
over and over.
_________________________________
What kind of a cut-rate production
is this?
_________________________________
(SLOW SONG PLAYING)
_________________________________
(MINNY MOANING)
_________________________________
Oh, for the love of Chrysler, can we
please ask someone for directions?
_________________________________
No! There's an on-ramp close!
I know it! I can feel it!
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(LAUGHING)
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